I ended up spending a night camped in the pub garden of the Mercer service station on state highway 1. With so many people passing through I thought it prudent to take my bag with me when I went to buy food and take a shower. I pitched my tent (it was the only tent there) leaving only my boots and food bag zipped inside it. When I got out of the shower there were two little kids about 5 & 7. The older boy asked in a broad kiwi accent “Is that your tent?” and the little girl chipped in “The one with the big boots and the food inside”. I paused, smiled and confirmed it was.