Autumn Leaves & McLaren Falls
After Lake Waikaremoana, I was keen to check out the boiling mud and giant geysers of Rotorua. I rolled into town and was greeted by a heavy blanket of sulfurous air and motel-lined streets. Perhaps the contrast was too extreme from my serene nature experience in Waikaremoana, but Rotorua gave me anxiety and I was outta there quick! I simply I wasn’t in the mood to join the tourist-filled parking lots.
Luckily, my intuition guided me about 30 minutes north to a magical, autumn-filled park where camping was cheap and you had access to all the hot water and showers you could imagine… excellent! Not THAT’S my kind of place!
It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon when I arrived and the lighting on the red and gold leaves was simply spectacular. I was feeling rather overzealous about the warm weather and decided to pitch a tent that night. While the days are pleasant t-shirt weather… I soon learned that the temperature drops significantly during the evening and my nylon shelter did not provide the greatest protection. I checked out Tauranga the next day and spent another night enjoying the splendors of the farm, sheep, and an extremely friendly chicken (in my cozy car this time)!