Cristina e pe jumatate galbena, pe dea-ntregul uda. Eu ma lupt abitir cu directia si carma. Marea pe care incercam sa ne pastram echilibriul mai are putin si face misto de noi.

Cam asta e fost povestea primei jumatati de zi din Abel Tasman. No pain, no gain sau mai bine spus, pain, some gain asa ca la jumatatea drumului ne-am oprit pe o insula locuita decat de pasari locale si cateva foci. Un fel de Robinson Crusoi in kayak si pelerine de ploaie. Am mai vaslit inca vreo ora apoi pana la plaja unde ne-am oprit de tot si ne-am bucurat de conservele noastre de fasole. Si de mare:)

Cristina has turned an interesting shade of yellow and she is wet and salty. I struggle to keep our direction. The sea on which we try to keep our precarious balance is on the verge of laughing at us.

This is, in brief, the first half day in Abel Tasman. No pain no gain or, better, pain, some gain. We stopped half way on an uninhabited island except for birds and the occasional seal. We were like Robinson Crusoe except with kayaks and rain gear. From here we rowed for one more hour and settled on a beach determined to stop with the kayaking and get to our bean cans.

Restul de o zi jumatate si 17km s-au declinat intre padure, mare, pasari si insecte. Si inca o portie de conserve. Ne-am plimbat pe o plaja pustie, sub luna aproape plina, cu zgomotele padurii la cativa metrii. Clisee cu picioare in nisip. Ne-am lasat inspectati de bondari, muste de nisip si, mult mai placut, de pasari curioase si deloc timide.

The rest one and a half day, 17 km gently rolled between temperate rainforest, the sea, birds and insects. We walked on a deserted beach under moonlight with the night sounds of the forest a few meters away. Walking cliches. We got thorough inspections by bumblebees, sandflies and, much more pleasant, curious and definitely not shy birds.

Munte, padure, mare – repeta asta pentru 50km si ai Abel Tasman. Am facut in total cam jumatate.

Mountain, rainforest, sea – repeat for 50km and you get Abel Tasman. We saw about half.