Happy New Year everyone! Let’s hope 2021 is at least a little better than its predecessor. Now back to our walk to Wharariki Beach.
After the paddocks came the dunes, and then the expanse of white sand beach.
There were other people there, but you wouldn’t call it a ‘crowd’, although for Golden Bay it might have been.
Hubby had fun exploring as the geology of the place was quite interesting.
Humans weren’t the only visitors here. There’s a little colony of New Zealand fur seals there.
This wasn’t my first visit to this beach. I did this walk way back in 2004 as well.
Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you had a lovely (if perhaps cosy) time with your family.
Now, back to my 2018 trip to New Zealand. I must say that this reminiscence has been good for me. It’s providing me with a great opportunity to relive that trip and really cherishing it. I hope you’re enjoying these posts too.
We’re still in the Golden Bay area of New Zealand, and today we’re walking to Wharariki Beach, which is in the north-western corner of the region.
The beach is accessed via a walking track across some paddocks from the end of a dirt road.
We passed through some interesting coastal vegetation. The stream is brown due to the tannin in the water (like in Tasmania) and the bushes are flat as it’s almost always very windy in these parts.
It was however a fine, sunny, early summer’s day, so walking these paddocks was a pleasure.
Farewell Spit is a 35km long spit that juts out into the strait between the North and South Islands. It’s also the end of the road, literally, although not if you go on foot.
First is a walk through typical Kiwi farmland, complete with cabbage tree palms and sheep.
But the closer to the beach we get, the more windswept the landscape becomes. Well it is literally on the Roaring Forties.