“Urewera Rain, it doesn’t fall in drops like ordinary rain; it starts like a bucketful of marbles being tipped out on the roof and then it’s a continuous stream of white lines, hissing and splashing into the bush, beating everything flat and keeping it there, bouncing spray off every surface.”

“Urewera Rain, it doesn’t fall in drops like ordinary rain; it starts like a bucketful of marbles being tipped out on the roof and then it’s a continuous stream of white lines, hissing and splashing into the bush, beating everything flat and keeping it there, bouncing spray off every surface.”

— Barry Crump