Mount Te Mata

Mount te Mata came to be because this god-guy wanted to impress a local skirt and took a bite off a mountain. It killed him but left a set of teeth marks in this one. By the way, she killed threw herself off the mountain and joined him in death...

I spent 1 1/2 days in Havelock North (the other Havelock is one he South Island, I asked) staying with Collin, a friend of my sister's. It is close to Napier, the city famous for its Art Deco center of town. I took a little tour. That evening, we drove up to the top of te Mata for a gorgeous view, had diner in a great Italian restaurant called Pipi (meaning seashell in maori I think) housed in a building totally painted pink and decorated with a great sense of humor. That night and the next, I slept in Collin's neighbour's transformed bus. This neighbour has turned a Japanese bus into a camper, complete with shower, toilet and widescreen TV!
The next day, we visited the local farmers' market, had lunch at the te Mata Cheese farm and took a nice walk around the Mohi Bush Reserve holding a nice collection of native plants. I took a picture of the golf range next to it where sheep graze around the flags.
That evening Collin cooked me a genuine New Zealand meal: a crown of lamb with an entree of barbecued asparagus and sides of some italian cabbage, pumkin and potatoes. Yummy!!!
The next day, I left early for the 300-something drive to Wellington.
Thank you Collin!!!