Hilary and I had the remains of last nights pizza for breakfast. Not such a bad start to the day - but we are unlikely to make it a habit. Chris and I walked across the road for our next little adventure: black water rafting. We were each kitted out with an all over wet suit, a large rubber ring and a hard hat with an integrated headlamp. We looked like Michelin men! The rubber rings came in various sizes; we each had to choose one that fitted over our bottoms as...

Arrived at our overnight stopover, a youth hostel. Chris had booked this one. He and I were very happy with it; Hilary and Gill were pleased to know that we were only staying there for one night. Went out into the small village of Waitomo in search of our evening meal and found a pizzeria. Felt like a cool reception from the staff as we walked in. Later found out why that might have been: when we turned up the staff were just about to shut up shop, and have an ea...