Today we did the prettiest hike of our trip. It was not
spectacular like the others we have made, it was just pretty. The Abel Tasman
National Park is developed on a deeply weathered pluton, whose sides have been
carved by the ocean into a half dozen of beautiful, perfect bays, and the hike
goes all along the steep coastal slopes, along the 100 to 200 m contour lines
for about 50 km. We did the first 12.5 km to Anchorage Bay
and back, so this is the longest hike we have done as well.
The trail is pretty even, shielded from the sun by the
luxuriant vegetation, and has fantastic views of the coast, the Cook Strait , and the Marlborough Sound. In contrast with
the Tasman Sea, with its strong westerly winds, the Cook Strait is well
protected by the Golden
Bay peninsula and has
pleasant slack water. The water is crystalline and has a deep blue hue.
After 3 hours of “hiking” (more like strolling, rally) we
arrived to Anchorage
Bay , where we had a
refreshing swim and ate the munchies we had brought with us. It is a paradise bay
that only lacks a small seafood shack like the ones found in the bays of Mexico to make
it perfect.
The way back was another perfect stroll, and at the end of
it was a conveniently located pub where we rewarded ourselves with a pint of
cold beer. Ah…
A short drive brought us to the small town of Motueka, where
we completed our Kiwi education by having a traditional Friday dinner of Fish
and Chips, here pronounced “Fush ‘n Chups”. Now that I think about it, changing
“i” into “u” is a minor peculiarity of Kiwi English. The really big change is
pronouncing all “e” as “ee”, so they say “yees” instead of “yes” or “peet”
instead of “pet”. It is a small thing, but it forces you to be on the alert
when they talk to you (which they do all the time, because they are one of the
friendliest folks I have ever met).
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