This charming Waikato town proves a great choice for a weekend away, writes Elisabeth Easther.
Two mothers, (one of them on the verge of turning 40) and their respective children set off for Cambridge, paying little heed to the weather bomb that was forecast to explode — it takes more than a spot of rain to put us off. And we're so glad we ignored the meteorologists because, two days later we left Cambridge singing the town's praises, adamant we'd be back.
Arriving in the picturesque Waikato township on a cold and stormy night, we found exactly the kind of comfort weary travellers dream of. Cambridge boasts a swag of motels, but we reckon we chose the finest in the Colonial Court Motel. With its cosy decor and friendly hosts, we had everything we needed, including warm beds and an especially well-appointed kitchen. The card and big block of chocolate for the birthday girl was an especially sweet touch.
Waking up the next morning, having listened to the rain drumming on the roof all night, we crossed our fingers that our jet boat dreams would come true. And what do you know? The moment we shook hands with Aaron from Camjet, the sun broke through the clouds. For 60 heavenly minutes the rain backed off and we were whisked up the river, squealing with delight, on the Dambusters Tour.
Aaron, our champion pilot, stopped occasionally along the way to give us a potted history, tell tall tales about trees, or point out enormous koi carp.