Inspired by some IG photos of St Bathan's, on the third day of the long long weekend, I headed south from Oamaru to Palmerston and then inland to North Central Otago.
NZ's goldrush happened in the 1860s so there are a lot of historic buildings down that way. Central Otago is now known for the 'rail trail' were people ride bikes for days alongside disused railway lines. Rather them than me. I detoured to Naseby on my way back and it's reinvented itself as a mountain biking destination. It turns out my sister-in-law's grandparents used to live in Naseby.
Like the day before, my final destination was a let down because it was blowing a gale at St Bathan's which whipped up the water, and the sky was grey. Next time!