It's cold out there- look it was snowing driving over the mountain (pictured above). The temperature gauge in the car displayed 3 degrees Celsius.
Akaroa was established by French settlers, and has a distinctive French feel, where even some of the streets and buildings have French names, like the Post Office (pictured below).
Akaroa Harbour (pictured below).
Akaroa Harbour (pictured below).
The Hill Top Café is a great place to stop for lunch, which is at the top of the mountain, before you commence the steep descent to Akaroa, and provides fine views (when it's not raining) over Akaroa Harbour.
We drove back to Lincoln to find Louise’s old house.
“This is definitely the place, but this is not my house.” Louise said, looking bewildered at the front of the premises, which started me to start doubting her sanity.
“This is ridiculous. I’m knocking on the door.” Whilst I cringed, and slunk further into the driver’s seat.
Louise spoke to the nice elderly couple, who stated the house burnt down in 2003, and this new house (pictured below) was built, thus explaining Louise’s initial confusion.
The property has been renamed Menteith Country House, and functions as a Bed and Breakfast. The website is at http://www.menteith.co.nz/. The rooms are very nice, and there is an even indoor swimming pool and spa.
Tomorrow, we are flying back to Sydney, but we will be back, because so much more to see. The scenery really is spectacular, and I'm looking forward to venturing into the Southern Alps to see the famous "Lord of the Rings country".
