Arrived in smelly, smelly Rotorua late morning with more than enough time for some white water rafting!

Rafted down a grade V river with a seven metre waterfall halfway through-the biggest raftable fall in the world. Lucy and I both fell completely out of the raft halfway down this rather large waterfall...but we managed to avoid the rocks and flying oars and WE SURVIVED! Hurrah.

The following day we went caving at Waitomo, which turned out to be amazing; a total highlight of the trip so far. Kitted out in wetsuits, plastic boots and headlamps, we abseiled 35 metres into the cave through a hole in the ground, zipwired through the blackness over massive cracks in the rocks beneath our feet until we reached a ledge that hung 12 feet over freezing, black waters with eels in them. We did of course, proceed to jump off of this ledge and into the water, which we then black water rafted, or tubed down in the darkness, marvelling at the massive concentration of glowworms over our heads. After the rafting we clambered through the cavefor a couple of hours; our feet always in the water, sometimes through tiny tunnels with only a foot of space between the surface of the water and rock above our heads. Not for the claustrophobic! It was such an inredible experience! To get out of the caves we had to climb up through two gushing waterfalls with only the grooves in the vertical rock faces for hand and foot holds.

Totally knackered that night but found the energy for a cheesy night at the Lava Bar. Fine one time but never again! Ha ha.