After another small tremor in the early morning, we journeyed back to Inglewood the pretty way - round the lake, to the south, where volcanic vents wafted steam, over the top of the island, where the physical road petered out beyond Taumaranui into dirt track that was still called State Highway 43. Here we were back into weather, pouring rain that didn't help in the up and down hairpins. At one point we came to a T-junction - and needed the sign telling us which way was a farm track, and which the main highway.
We finally rejoined the metalled road, got out from under the weather, (where the picture of Mt. Taranaki was taken) and arrived at Stratford .