I actually took a wrong turn about 30km ago, and now heading towards them mountains instead of the sea! Crap. Here's one of the 3 streams that I had to ford.
A beautiful green toilet at the head of the Heaphy Track.
There's my rental RAV4 (2006) getting ready to get wild and wet.
Crossing over a wooden bridge, with my wheels hopefully aligned to the two planks.
I'm hoping there's no rain in the forecast.
Farms like these are a typical sight along the highway - but here, I'm actually on a dirt road in the middle of no where without cell phone reception. Sweet!
Self-portrait on my walk along Farewell Spit
Scrubby and hardy grass like these withstand the salty cold breezes that cross Cook Strait year round.
Trees that look like broccoli.
Passing through pastures to cross the breadth of Farewell Spit
Different minerals in the sand and the forces of wind create cool patterns like these.
Sand dunes created by cross winds along the outer beach of Farewell Spit
An hour of hiking, and "Bob's your uncle!" Dunes!
A seal in the distance.
