My sincerely apologies.
Let's see I spent a week a week ago at Fieldays
which was pretty bludy freezing.
As much fun as Fieldays proves to be once the sun is up
I have yet to be remotely warm no matter how much clothing I wear.
However the set up day,
the day before Fieldays begins
was hot as it can be in winter!
Punky Pete and I drove up
catching the ferry across Cook Strait on a sunny Sunday afternoon.
See this is Pete on the ferry looking ever so evil with his cocked eyebrow.
We were accompanied on the ferry by
quite a few utes, trailers and trucks traveling north to the Fieldays.
So many that the ferry check in chick welcomed us on our annual pilgrimage,
almost by name, well with a cheery
"Hi! Young Farmers!"
She did have our tickets in her hand at the time to be fair
and my ute has a mother sized Young Farmers banner across the bonnet.
We drove for 19 hours,
staying with Uncle Denys and Aunty Fliss for Sunday night
(Young Farmers is a charity with a limited budget
so my lovely relatives are much appreciated as they vicariously
support the rural youth of New Zealand by hosting me)
plus a rather long delay
as we parked in the dark on State Highway 1
at Pukerua Bay, just north of Wellington while
we waited for an accident to be cleared.
I always feel conflicted at my uncharitableness
at being annoyed with the people in car accidents.
I remember when I lived in Wellington
being excessively annoyed with some poor soul
who threw themselves on the commuter train tracks.
How rude holding up thousands of weary commuters only wanting to get home.
Once back on the road and heading north to Hamilton
we headed straight up the middle of the North Island
zipping past Mount Ruapehu
and not passing at any great pace the multitude of tractors
and trucks on the road.
See happy, sunny driving at a good pace photo
versus grey, sad struggling up the hill behind lumbering tractors and loaders photo.
But then we were towing a couple of tonnes of gear
in the huge, lumbering Contest trailer
otherwise known as the Uterus
as it gives the miracle of life to the Contest every year.
It's a long haul every year but
supporting and celebrating Young Farmers
at the Fieldays is part of our calendar now.
Our Waikato Young Farmers do such a lot for Fieldays
and having a place for them and any Young Farmers visiting
to gather at the end of the day,
each of the four days for five beer o'clock
is about appreciating our contribution to our rural communities.
All that and this year we have alpacas to play with.
Sarah, Kylie, Craig and CJ are actually delivering this beer.