Nelson to Picton

We were promised shite weather again by just about everyone and his wife but the drive along the north coast from Nelson to Picton was littered with sunshine.  The journey reached its peak along the Queen Charlotte Drive where we had breakfast whilst perched above Mahau Sound.  The water was quite murky due to the flooding of the previous grey day.

Mahau Sound from Queen Charlotte Drive

At the motor camp site in Picton we introduced ourselves to Tom the Cat.  Tom was a bit of a poser as you can see by the photograph.  We gave him a saucer of milk which he lapped up after a three minute delay.  We awoke in the morning to find only his collar left on the table outside.  Alien kidnap?  No, Tom was alive and well, strutting around the campsite.  How the collar came off we'll never know. 

Tom the Cat from Picton

Picton will always remain special for the chip shop where we were offered our chips in 'scoop' quantities.  I was being quite conservative and suggested we just go for the two scoops.  But no, Les took one look at the size of the scoop and opted for three scoops.  Three scoops turned out to be enough for about eight people.  It was a big shame that Tom isn't too fond of chips.