The One Where New Zealand is Just Too Damn Pretty
So now we reach the point in the adventure where New Zealand just gets too pretty for words and this post may actually just end up being photographs.
Bay of Islands
We had booked to go a cruise round the Bay of Islands and I was very excited. The weather was beautiful, I’d found some sea sickness medicine and we managed to get a spot at the very front of the boat. All very good signs that it was going to be a good day. The Bay of Islands are stunning, it’s been one of my favourite places we’ve been to so far and if I were to win the lottery there’s a very good chance I’d by myself a house in Russell and live there forever.
We were out in the island for about 4 hours and got to see plenty of beautiful blue ocean, a whole heap of dolphins, the famous Hole in the Rock which we sailed through and we also got time to chill out on one of the islands. It was such a good day and I made it through without one drop of sea sickness. Halle-freaking-lujah!
Next stop was the very top of New Zealand. We made a brief stop at 90 Mile Beach, for photos, a quick paddle and wishful thinking about taking the car down onto the beach.
Cape Reinga which was incredible to see the most northern point in New Zealand and also see the point where the Tasman Sea and the South Pacific Ocean collide.
Two nights of camping were planned and via 16kms of gravel (oh lordy) we reached Spirits Bay which was, like most places we’d been to in the last few days, beautiful. My time in Spirits Bay was spent alternating between reading The Hobbit in the sun, swimming in the sea (interrupted only once by a possible sting ray sighting) and topping up the tan.