The Mighty Clutha

Yesterday headed south to attend a meeting in Gore. Rainie came with me for company and to share the driving.
The countryside was looking so great in all its spring greens. I used to live about 40 km's southeast of this spot and always while growing up found this river really scary. My dad used to go and help sandbag it when it flooded to save the town. Now of course with stopbanks in place it doesn't happen. It was blowing so hard when we stopped here it was a struggle to stand still enough to get a shot,
Arrived at Gore in time for the 6.30pm meeting which went well. We then followed our host for 50k's over windy roads the last 10k on gravel to where we stayed the night. Were we tired.