The Heaphy Track

I decided not to spend the winter in Dunollie. I like the place, but there's no jobs this time of year. I mean, I could bartend in exchange for accomodation, but then I'd start spending money I didn't have in the pub. I wished all the regulars my best and moved on. My three apple-picking friends and I decided to walk the Heaphy Track. It was 82km (50 miles) long, and took 5 days and 4 nights. The weather was perfect. The last day was spectacular, a long walk along a deserted tropical beach. The day before that we found a cave and explored it. Pictures speak louder than words on these things, and the pictures will be coming soon.


PHOTO: I'm not sure if you call this a "cow jam" or "South Island rush hour".


PHOTO: Maybe these things are more common than I thought.


PHOTO: I was feeling like Tom Sawyer in that cave.


PHOTO: Another shot of the cave.


PHOTO: We stayed here on our last night, the mouth of the Heaphy River.


PHOTO: Miles and miles of isolated beach. You've got to love it!