We said goodbye to Dunedin this morning,rain pelting down, and went to pick up our rental car, then headed out to Invercargill. Weather being what it was, we didn’t take the Southern Scenic Route, but headed inland past rolling hills and past thousands of sheep. No exaggeration!
We commented that the rolling hills and expansive green pastures were reminiscent of Pennsylvania, southern France, or parts of Tuscany. . .only MUCH larger.
Although Shelley at Aspire included Invercargill probably because its a good stopping point before heading up the west coast, we discovered, thanks to my brother Chuck, that it’s the home of Burt Munro, the guy who figured out how to make his Indian motorcycle the fastest in the world. His record from 1969 still stands. There’s a movie about it.. . .The Fastest Indian.
There are many, many, many motorcycles in the E. Hayes hardware store, displayed right along side the hoses, lawn mowers, garden tools, and seed packets. The store is immense!