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Home > Diaries > 2018 > 706 |
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LEAVING Dunedin around sunrise, I travelled northward towards Ashburton on a bus trip which I had been fortunate to purchase for only a dollar. This was a good day to be inside a warm bus, sheltered from the very cold drizzle falling outside, with snow apparently falling to 1300 metres on the mountains hidden from view. A little north of Dunedin, the road followed the turbulent Southern Ocean for a few kilometres. It was hardly a day to be going to the beach. |
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