Last night we visited the Mole at the entrance to the Whanganui River. For once the water was really calm, and as you can see it was pretty dark by the time we got there, but there were still quite a few people fishing. On the way back I took a wrong turn onto a gravel road through the industrial area. We passed a body in a bag. Luckily it was just a sheep. But no, I didn't stop to photograph it because it felt like we were in some dodgy B-grade horror movie where some chain-saw-weilding maniac was about to appear out of nowhere. Sometimes having an active imagination is not a good thing.
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