Kaitaia

I arrived in Kaitaia and walked across town to find a pay phone to call Angela. The town was pretty much dead due to the overly observed Easter Holiday. I called a few times but got no answer. The booth i was using stopped taking my credit card so I had to walk across town to use another. A guy staying at Waiora eventually answered the phone and informed me that Kaitaia was two hours north of of where I needed to be. After re-inflating I walked down to the Mainstreet Backpackers and got a room for the night. I woke up the next morning to a sunny sky and warm air, which created a fork in the road.