Day 100 - I Deeeeed It.

I put the cat on the grill, see.

In between Waikawa Bay and Picton, we had the privilege of staying here.

This is right at the bottom of the stairs.

I woke up and smashed a coffee.

Chris woke up and danced with this shag.

Aaaaaaand I grilled up all I could find.

Not as epic as I had imagined I admit, but something at least. My original idea was to try and get 100 BBQ's in a field or something and go for it. But alas, touring got in the way of that one. Perhaps I can realize this dream in the future.

Later that day, this awesome guy took us out on his boat for a tour of Queen Charlotte Sound. Totally rad dude. Infact, so rad, I forget his name. At a stab, I think it was Mike. 'Mike' gave us wine, and we sat in the sun on a mother-fucking boat and drank it.

Pretty much a perfect ending to 100 BBQ's in 100 days.