Into the Catlins

We are heading south from Dunedin. Rolling hills painted all hues of green stretch out as far as we can see. Sheep are everywhere. Big ones and small ones shorn and in full fluffy wool coats.
Night four we spend in a friendly family run park in Balclutha. The hosts are great and very helpful and all the shared space is wonderful. Kent grills burgers on their six-burner gas grill and doing dishes in a full kitchen is a great change. That pack folks in pretty tight but the vibe is good. It is a comfy place for the night.

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