Waking up at 5am wasn’t too bad when Cody set the alarm tone to the Lion King. Safe to say we all woke up laughing . We quickly packed our things, handed out granola bars, and headed to the bay to cross. Passing low tides was one of my most favorite and memorable experiences. I reckon we all thought it would be really easy to walk across and that we’d be stepping on soft sand. Nah. We walked on broken shells and rocks. Cody described it as walking on legos. Poor guy had to cross with blisters on his feet. At one point we had to take off our shoes since there were small rivers running through. Alongside, the painful lego-like shells and rocks, the water was freezing. The boys weren’t too happy with the crossing but Jessi and I laughed our way to the end. It took us about 20 minutes to get to the other side and even though it was incredibly painful, Jessi and I still had the time of our lives.
I captured most of our hike on my GoPro so once I figure out how to string all the footage together I’ll post it as soon as possible. It was during this hike that I got the idea for my second tattoo. I fell in love with these intricate delicate vines that climbed up these trees. I sketched them out and got them tattooed on my hand.
Just like yesterday, the boys stayed in the front. Jessi and I started to walk slower when they started singing loudly. We wanted some quiet girl time. The day was long and we started shuffling a bit towards the end but looking out at the views made the pain go away.
Side story: There was a fork towards the end of our hike that Jessi and I spent some time deciding which to take. Right after we figured out which way we were supposed to go, we looked down on the dirt and realized the boys left us a little note of assistance. Major crack up. (Kiwi’s say “crack up” which is equivalent to “that’s hilarious”)
We saw a bit of rain today, but thankfully we booked a hut to stay in for the night to dry our things off. We ran into the boys at the end of the path. They were waiting for the tide to go down. We didn’t realize that we’d have to walk along the beach to get to Awaroa which was where we staying for the night. We waited for awhile and Jessi and I were started to get a bit antsy. We decided to go ahead and walk through the water. The water only went up to our ankles and the cold water felt good on our aching feet.
There were a bunch of small homes alongside the shore, but none of them were our huts. As we kept walking on broken shells and rocks, we realized that perhaps we misjudged the distance. We walked on the beach for another 45 minutes. Halfway through, the tide started rising faster and we had no choice but to roll up our pants and walk through. We let the boys walk through and when I saw that the water went up to Cody’s knees I knew the water would go up to my upper thighs. Luckily, Jessi was wearing shorts, but unluckily for me, I was wearing long tight leggings… It was definitely a struggle carrying our backpacks and shoes through the ocean. We finally made it to our hut and thankfully we just missed the rain because two seconds later it was a down pour.
Staying in the huts felt like such a luxury since the temperature dropped a lot at night. The huts had a fireplace that heated up the place really quickly. It was also really nice to meet backpackers that were also staying in the huts. Wet met so many lovely people from around the world. We were easily the youngest people in the huts but we all passed out quite early after our ravioli dinner and a game of Farkle (best game ever).
What a great day with some great people.
Check out day 3 to read more about our hike! Shit gets crazy.
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