It was windy and warm when we left Christchurch.
There was a bike race happening just down from us and all you could hear were helicopters and a voice over a loud speaker.
It was nice to get away from that into the quiet.
The drive to Castle Hill was an interesting one - the wind was really going for it!
When we got there the temperature had plummeted - jacket weather.
It was so much fun!
Nick was jumping from rock to rock, running around everywhere while I kept my feet firmly on lower ground - it was still incredibly windy and I was finding it hard to keep from blowing over.
The rain came in, but it was nice and refreshing.
We sat in a dug out in a rock and ate our lunch in relative shelter.
And then home before the rain got really bad.
We stopped at a few places on the way home too - some pretty fields, a lake and a run down old shed.