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Ho everyone, this is my last post as i am now using a new blogging website called Blogger! Subina190. Safety in the river more! March 31, 2015. 1 The first thing is that the bridge to nowhere was actually supposed to somewhere. It was built to be the only way which connected Ratahi to the city of Whanganui, but sadly they only reached as far as the river.

Noisy chitter chatter of the others as they returned from up the side stream got louder and louder. Beneath me the canoe lurched as we paddled away. The feeling in my hands returned as I dipped my hands in the water once more. Dense bush cast cool shadows over the river as we paddled along. One thing I learnt about a peer- I learnt that Gemma B is very good at karate.

The Whanganui River is below. I stand on the Bridge to Nowhere; King of the world. I turn from the scene to leave. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. In general what I learned about the Whanganui River was that during the war the Maori would lower a lady into a stream.