Day 3 on holiday- A wet day in Wanaka

Cold, Wet, and a little windy

It was decidedly a day for taking a bit of a break , so we headed out for some inside activities.


First up was archery.
Youngest daughter was notably quite good at this, her past experience at this shone through with quite a few bullseyes to mum’s one.

Next up was rifle shooting.
These were .22 bolt action rifles on a 20 meter range. I was the most accurate here, with youngest daughter coming in with a good second.

The kids finished up with mini golf which was won by oldest daughter 

After that was a tour of the National Transport and Toy museum.
The place is filled cramed with vintage cars, planes, trucks, fire engines, bulldozers, motorcycles, and toys of course.

All that filled in most of the day, hopefully it will better on day 4, when we hope to do another day of skiing.

Day two on holiday – Skiing at Cadrona

Cadrona from the top of a chairlift

My youngest daughter and I, went up there for a day’s skiing / snowboarding.
We must have looked totally lost or something (we were), because a helpful staff member guided us through hiring all the gear, which made for a pleasant experience.
The queue for rental ski’s was long, while my queue for a snowboard was short, making for a frustrated daughter (patience isn’t her thing), while I waited, -patiently.
We made our way to the learners slope’s and quickly worked out that my snowboard was too big, and daughters ski’s were too small.
Once we had these sorted out, it all just came together like magic and I even managed to encourage dear daughter to hit the slopes on her own, and take a chairlift to the top.
It was an important step, because I want her to make her own way in life, besides that, she’s quite fast on ski’s and I don’t want to hold her up.
In the end she did 10 runs down the slopes to my 2.

Cadrona is much bigger than the artificial skifield in Auckland (Snowplant) we used all the time.
This meant much longer ski runs which is brilliant for getting into the groove of things.

It turns out, I’ve been using far too big a snowboard all this time. I felt almost ‘as one’ with a smaller one (a 150cm), rather than been a passenger on a snowboard with a mind of it’s own.

Anyway, the result of the day was one tired, but happy, confident daughter.