(Disclaimer: Tramping is the New Zealand word for hiking. Don’t worry Mom, this post is safe for you to read.)
I had to get my backpack in the shot because I figured no one would believe I actually went on a multiple day hiking/camping trip without some kind of concrete proof.
The next day we hiked from Anchorage from Bark Bay, which was a total of 8 k (which felt like nothing compared to the 14 k we did the day before). Chatting with Eve and Shennel made the time fly by and I don’t think we shut up once, which was probably really fun for all of the other hikers near us.
The hiking trail felt like a rainforest, but without the rain. There was an insane amount of foliage (that’s such a weird word) and it was all SO green. The only animals we saw were birds, I guess New Zealand only has like 3 native mammals? They have wild ferrets and possums, so I was not too upset that we missed them.
Since our hike was so much shorter, we had lots of extra time to do really important and exciting things, like nap on the beach. This was my favorite beach because the campsite was sandwiched between two bodies of water. It was literally like a little peninsula of sand. I also found a pirate ship, so clearly it was an exciting day. This campsite was really cool because we were able to see the tide go out and come back in. I didn’t realize just how far it went out, but when I woke up from my nap the whole beach was gone. It was so crazy; it seriously went from having water 3 feet away from me to being all sand as far as you could see. I didn’t take any before/after pictures of this, so you’ll just have to use your imagination on this one.
We made friends with a German boy and a Dutch boy who shared their fire with us. Meeting people from all over the world is one of my favorite parts of traveling. It’s so cool to learn about other cultures from someone who experiences it first hand.
The next morning we had to wake up early so that we could cross the bay while the tide was low. We were told that this hike was only 11 k, which was less than what we did the first day so we weren’t worried. But when we got to the start of the trail, we found out that it was actually 15 k. So that was a fun surprise. We also discovered another tide crossing that no one told us about and so we had to walk in a huge loop in order to get around it, so that added another hour and a half to our trip. Somehow we managed to power through and made it to our campsite around 5pm.
Our fourth day was by far the hardest. We only had to walk 5.5 k and hike through one tide crossing, so we figured that compared to the other days, it would be a piece of cake. What we didn’t know was that almost all 5k would be directly uphill, and that it would be pouring rain the entire time. We knew we were off to a rough start when we woke up to rain, and knew that we would have to cross through high water because of this. The water came up above our knees, our feet hurt from stepping on all the shells, and we were already soaked from the rain. Once we finally made it across, we figured the hardest part was over. This was clearly before we knew we would basically walking vertically for the next 2 hours. When we finally arrived in Totaranui, we were soaking, freezing cold, hungry and cranky. From there we boarded a 4 hour bus back to Nelson. Our bus driver was determined to give us pnemonia and refused to turn the air condition off the whole way back. Needless to say, a (hour long) hot shower has never felt so good.
Hiking Abel Tasman was one of my favorite parts of the trip, and definitely something I’ll remember for the rest of my life. But just in case their was any question, I’m not turning into an avid hiker/camper anytime soon. I think I handled the outdoors pretty well though…I didn’t complain half as much as I wanted to, so I’m going to go ahead and call that a success.