..or so we thought. got to blenheim, after a long and boring drive up the coast, since, once again, the weather was even crappier than the day before. you could barely make out the ocean or the seaside cliffs. oh well. arrived at our hostel (the grapevine) and there happened to be a mechanic across the street, and it turns out that they were able to take a look at it that very day. YAY! however, we then found out that while the kaikoura mechanic was correct in the fact that the repairs had to be done within 28 days, he failed to mention that it was illegal to drive it during that time. so we definitely broke the law, unknowingly of course. had steph been pulled over for any reason during our drive, or there had been an accident, she wouldn't have been covered by any insurance policy. and not only would she have been fined for whatever violation BUT she also would have been issued a green sticker that meant when she got the repairs for the WOF done, she would have had to pay double what they would have cost. so thank goodness she is a responsible driver!
anyway, left the car there with a sigh of relief, and hit the thriving metropolis of blenheim. i'm not joking. compared to the other towns we've been in recently - this was down right nyc. and though cloud covered, the sun was now poking thru! there were a lot of little shops. we hit a cafe that had some fun (and affordable!) paintings. will have to think on that.. found the supermarket and went back to make dinner. met up with another one of steph's friends meg (a different one than the one at the lodge) for a pint, then just relaxed that night in preparation for our wine tour the next day.
apparently we needed to cross our toes, and legs, and eyes too. we made it to the first winery, Lawson's, which was small and nice. the woman at the counter was very kind and took her time explaining all the wines to us. my favorite was the gewurztraminer, a type of reisling, which surprised me since i don't typically like reisling. the woman also gave us tips on other wineries and the best places to get a cheese platter. as i said, very nice, considering we were clearly poor backpackers and she probably knew we had no intention of purchasing anything, at least at that time.
just as we were about to leave, the rain started. damn the rain! we waited for a bit, and it got heavier. crap. but then eventually slowed down to a fine mist. so we donned our ponchos (thank goodness for the dollar store we found earlier that morning!) and mounted our bikes to begin the ride to the next winery. and wouldn't you know, it stopped just as we pulled into the second winery, Wither Hills. ah well, we thought, we only got dribbled on, so no worries. Wither Hills was bigger, and fancier with a pleasant set up. i really enjoyed the Rarangi sav blanc. it had a bit of a spicy kick to it. it's on my list of possible purchases for sure.
the rain persisted, but back on the bikes we went. still determined to try to salvage our wine tour. and this is the point it went from funny to absolutely miserable. we were all very grumpy. we tried to hit another winery, but were so disheartened that we just gave up. and rode for 2 plus more hours home in the rain, all the while getting splashed by cars and mud on the side of the road. by the time we were back at the hostel, we were thoroughly drenched. i had light tan pants on that became see-thru. nice huh? at least i wasn't wearing brightly colored underwear! we were also chilled to the core, and really had a hard time warming up despite whatever food and multiple cups of tea we consumed. ah, but tim tams saved our lives (inside joke).
after a few hours of trying to warm up, and doing laundry and whatever else we could do to keep ourselves occupied, the rain stopped. hallelujah. though it would have been nice about 6 hours earlier. frustrating, but what could we do? nothing, except walk to meg's house and have her feed us hot chocolate of course. so that's exactly what we did..
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