Daily Photo – Wallacetown

I left Invercargill with a strange sensation, and I don’t mean a tingling between the toes that might be a touch of an athlete’s foot. I was leaving the city with an idea of what I might actually do when I returned. That was a new feeling for me. Usually, when I leave Invercargill, I don’t give the place a second thought, but this time was different. 

As I rolled out of the inner city, I thought about the Classic Motorcycle Mecca, Transport World, and Queens Park – all I could come back and visit. I was still mulling over these options as I passed through Avenal, then Waikiwi, then Lorneville, and then I was passing open farm fields, having completely missed my destination of Wallacetown. 

By the time I realised this, I was someway down the road. Recutalant to retrace my steps just to poke around the town, I decided to push on another twenty minutes to Riverton.