Here's hoping country pubs won't become just a memory, writes Don Kavanagh.
Much as I love city bars, there is something magical about wandering into a country hotel. New Zealand is lucky to have these lovely historic buildings dotted around the countryside. Often they are the only building visible from the road when passing through the sort of township that is marked on maps but falls short of reality.
The South Island has any number of fine country hotels, each beautifully painted and with hanging baskets on the veranda. Up north, too, we have some excellent examples. The White Swan in Greytown is a charming spot, as is the fabled Martinborough Hotel. Further north, the Cheltenham Hotel just north of Feilding is the only one I know that had to bring in an exorcist.
The Rangitaiki Tavern between Napier and Taupo is a regular stop for me along that road and, closer to home, the Rangiriri Hotel is a landmark on State Highway 1.
I took a trip to Cape Reinga recently and marvelled at the beautiful old hotels along the way, including the Hukerenui Hotel, the Pioneer in Waipapa and the Towai Tavern.