Off to Feilding

The caravan club was having a weekend rally at Feilding over the weekend.  My friend Dot is a club member too and has a small motor home, but wasn't attending the rally, but she asked me if I would like a ride up on Saturday to catch up with the members. Yes, I certainly would.  The boot of the car was packed, we needed a folding chair each, our lunches, and a coat in case it was cold and windy up there.  But surprise, surprise, the day turned out sunny and wonderfully warm, no complaints about the weather at all.  

Here they all are

We arrived about 11ish to find most of the members off on a scavenger hunt, and taking it very seriously too.  They has their list of things to find, a plastic bag to put them in, and who knew what wonderful prize there might be for the  winner to collect?  After setting our chairs up in the sunshine, and a quick meet and greet, I took off to snap a few photos. 

The club was staying at the Coach House Museum, which boasts a wonderful collection of horse gigs, carts and carriages, farm equipment, and a very impressive John Deere tractor collection too.

Coach House Museum, Feilding

Under the verandah at the entry was this rustic old cart.  And even more interesting was a photo of the same cart, horse and driver at work in Wellington City in 1935.  As a child in the 1950s I can remember our milk was delivered by horse and cart.  All the fathers used to rush out with a bucket and spade to collect the manure for their gardens when the milk cart passed by.

Those were the days

There are lots of agricultural implements dotted around on permanent display in the grounds and the outside of the building has a plethora of paintings, just is just a taste up where the caravans were parked.

Everyone eventually wandered back clutching their scavenger hunt goodies and we settled down to our picnic lunch.  There was plenty of news to catch up on, and it was nice to see everyone again.  Robin and I were very keen caravan club members back in the day, and now he has passed away I do miss the caravan weekends.  But there was no way I was ever going to tow a caravan, or purchase a small motorhome, so it is nice to catch up socially when I can.  President Owen wanted a photo of all the ladies, so here we all are.

Helen, Dot, Jenny, Maureen, Eileen and Sue

Dot and I left about 2.00ish for the trip back home, stopping off at the Robert Harris Cafe at Foxton for "thank you for the ride" afternoon tea.  No, we didn't really need that cake each, but it really was delicious.

Robert Harris Cafe, Foxton

Yes, it certainly was a lovely day out, the weather was perfect, and many thanks to Dot for the ride.