A short bushwalk leads to the falls and to a mean platform over the very top of the falls.
Terrifyingly, when PB and I ventured down to the middle viewing platform, he informed me that when he is a big boy, he's going to jump off the top of that waterfall. This resulted in a serious conversation with his mother about the submerged boulder in the middle of his proposed splash zone.
On we went, to Otorohanga. A quick whistle stop tour of the Kiwihouse was called for.
Went through to the kiwi viewing area and the keeper kindly gave the one kiwi on display a gentle kick to encourage her to come on down to the window. Great service!
Then off to visit a family friend on their farm.
Wow! What hospitality! We were invited to come down to see the cows being milked ("Boring" according to PB, despite a. Being terrified of the cows up close and b. talking about it every day since...) We were given raw milk straight from the milkshed, muffins, muesli, sausages, cucumbers, eggs and an ice block for PB!
So generous and we loved every minute of our farm experience! (Even got to drive the farm gator! Spot the Townies, though, taking selfies as we were driving along to the milking shed!)
Onward that night to Waitomo. Stayed right in the village after a failed attempt to find the freedom camps in the book. Got a tip from the campsite lady about where to go to see glow worms at night. (Free fun you say? We're there!)
So, after dinner, once it got dark, we unhitched and headed out. (Tumutumu Road, carpark B)
It... was... stunning!
The glow worms were all up the bank and in the bush beside a little stream, and it was completely magical.
DH referred to them as bugs with a shiny bum and suggested touching one. I said we shouldn't, we should leave them be, as they are precious and magical, to which the 3.5 year old says: "But I want to poke his magical bum." (No magical bums were harmed in the making of this post.)
An awesome day.
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