We are presently camping in an orchard in Hastings, and very pleasant it is too. Most of the apples are long gone from the trees, picked, packed, and sent away to the cool stores. But there are a few left on the trees, and our hosts Dick and Ellie invited us to go over to the orchard pick some Pacific Rose apples. So we did, some for us, and some for Geoff and Eileen. There are plenty of windfalls underfoot, no doubt the birds and hedgehogs have been feasting on them.
The owners of the orchard have a great set-up for campers, with power, water, an ablution block, plus a washing machine and clothes drier. There is a comfy lounge available, and we were invited to join them there there for 4zees. They told us that the orchard was started in 1904, and was one of the earliest orchards planted in Hastings. A cheeky little gnome lives in a hole in a large walnut tree and keeps an eye on the comings and goings of the guests.
Poor Geoff hasn’t been feeling very well the last day or two, so our travelling companions took things easy today while we went out and visited the relies. Eileen declared he was suffering from “Man Flu”.
He perked up considerably when Eileen produced a batch of cheese scones for morning tea. They were delicious, thanks very much.
We have no complaints about the weather in Hastings, it has been a lovely warm sunny day. However, we may well be in for a frost overnight though, with such calm conditions, but that doesn’t matter when a beautiful day follows.
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