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I was in my element again today. Armed with car, camera and time, I did the 120km loop from Christchurch to Rangiora, through the pretty autumn-flushed Ashley Gorge to Oxford and then home again. I had all the time in the world to enjoy those ruler-straight roads, the blocky hedges, the table-cloth spread of fields, the big Canterbury skies and strong coffee at Jo Seagar’s popular Oxford CafĂ©. It was 26-degrees and rising as I drove back to Christchurch, stopping to take photographs along the way and I couldn’t help thinking that when Canterbury puts on a blue sky it does so on a grand scale.
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