Day 62 | Frankton
14 December 2022 | 22°C | 11km
I cycle downtown again after breakfast to get some stuff I had forgotten the previous day. When I roll down the hill to downtown Queenstown, I realize that I missed riding my own bike. Also driving on the left - which felt so awkward - feels more natural by now (but is still kind weird). 🤪
I finally find the right pair of injinji toe socks and a new dry bag for my tent that was ripped open while bushwhacking the other day. After some more “organizing business” eg. finding someone who would pick up and redirect my parcel from the Wellington post office, we head out at 2h30pm. No resupply needed as we are going to pass by various shops the next 2 days -> nice and light packs.
We stroll along the lake, stop a hundred times to admire “The Remarkables”, an impressive and distinct mountain range, wonder where the planes are flying to and look at quite a few desirable houses with sea view.
We would only make it to Frankton today which has a bit expensive polished campground right by the lake: impeccable showers, modern kitchen with a BBQ terrace overlooking the lake, TV room and a bath tub that is still closed unfortunately.