Within a week from our return from the wilds of New Zealand and the Cook Islands we were off to local camping and a much needed rest from our "vacation." Though the calendar still said spring, it was very much a summer camping trip. The sun was hot, the fish were jumping, motorboats and jet skis whizzed by and the air was filled with the scent of honey-suckle and wild roses. . . mmm
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