Time to get a move on. We didn't have many days left and we had to get to the Cook Strait ferry in time for our reservation. We headed for the coast across the Lindis Pass, through Kurow with its visiting sports cars and whimsical hay bales, past the Maori rock drawings and strange "Elephant Rocks" at Duntroon, and on to Moeraki.
The Moeraki Boulders litter the beach. They look like very large cannon balls left lying around by a careless Navy. They have magnetic attraction for tour buses - but with a bit of luck and timing you can pretend the beach is deserted.
We pressed on up the coast to Christchurch, where we were entertained by my hospitable cousin Shirley and her husband Rob, and shown the wonders of Banks Peninsula. Akaroa was a pretty little spot, but ultimately disappointing because it seems to have largely forgotten its origins as an historic French settlement - except for the tourists of course, but it wasn't very convincing.
We spent a few hours at the very fine new Christchurch Art Gallery before we drove north to Kaikoura.
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