Right, so we’re kind of delayed here. We’ve accumulated some backlog in terms of travel reports. So it’s about time we give you guys a proper recap of weeks 2 and 3. More detailed reports on specific experiences will follow.
Imagine “Every day is a winding road…” by Sheryl Crow playing in your head whilst crossing what feels like the hundredth hill during an endless trip to the West Coast. Yep, that’s what it felt like to me.
Those of you who know us know very well that we are mostly what you would call “City Slickers”. Yes, we like the outdoors, but there are limits to that. So having to camp during our trip is obviously a new challenge for us. Here’s how we’re doing…
Imagine blasting through the waves with a speed boat across the coastline of New Zealand’s Abel Tasman National Park before you land on one of its secluded and pristine beaches. You’ve just been dropped off for your day’s mission: Hiking back through the forest until you reach your extraction zone 4 hours south on the shores of Anchorage beach.
When you cross the Cook Strait and arrive in Picton, you don’t necessarily know where to go from there. Do I go to the east coast or to the west coast? We ended up in Nelson and saw a lot along the way.
You set out on a trip to somewhere, not really knowing what to expect. You begin having doubts that you’re actually in the right place. But then you make that first step towards the unknown and discover that it was totally worth the extra mile…literally.