Wānaka has treated us well. Maybe a little too well. Fat, lazy and sunburned, I stay in bed until 1 pm. Against better judgement as I’m not mentally prepared to leave this devilish paradise. As I come down, Peter remarks my sleeping habits sarcastically. I don’t care, in
Today we only have to cycle another 30km to get out of here. Even though the trail is stunning, I just want to get back into civilisation. First, our ways leads us through a wet rainforest. It smells fresh and the sun is shining through the palm leaves. The coast
We wake up around 9am. The missing doors in our shelter not only benefit sufficient air flow, but invite curious flies that bless us with their melodic humming. Having digested yesterday evening’s magnificent meal, I make my way into our private garden to enjoy nature’s greatest food -
After doing such an amazing day, we thirst for more. Weather is beautiful and sunny and we aim to get to Hokitika, around 130km. As the attentive reader might had noticed already, the heading is foreshadowing the fate of our arrogance. As we start, we are opposed with a strong