A thousand rushing gushing streams and waterfalls dash and tumble brown and white down the slopes. Maruia falls might be sedate normally but today they were a torrent of water hurtling down a step the full width of the river. We sat behind three blue and white vans for a while; I thought I saw smiley faces, Simon saw control panels. When it started belching fumes and pulled over so we could pass it we saw circus horses - a merry go round going merrily down the road.
A rainbow at the rainbow falls ski field. We didn't go over the Gowan bridge. Saddle lookout: 634 metres and a hairpin bend down... And finally it seems to have just about stopped raining.