New Zealand’s beauty still continues to amaze me. From its golden beaches to its snow-capped mountains, the majestic pulchritude of this remote land drops jaws and widens eyes; the Abel Tasman National Park is no exception.
The surrounding villages and townships are rather unassuming–isolated and bushy, brimming with wildlife. But enter the national park through its informational gazebo, begin your walk down the Coast Track and resplendence abounds.
The land is vast and the beaches are bright yellows and shades of blue.
There is much to do here; a guided kayak tour will take you to the best spots, but there is, of course, the option to bring your own kayak or rent one and roam about on your own.
The park consists of a variety of beaches, all lining a northern inset on the south island and easily accessible by kayak. There’s no spa necessary when you’re skimming the calm waters of New Zealand!
One of the highlights here was the abundance of fur seals on the outlying islands, easily accessible by kayak. Apparently, the females are only NOT pregnant for two months out of the year.
When they’re not eating or sleeping, they’re gettin’ busy…talk about living the dream!
After a morning of kayaking and a short hike, I boarded this lovely catamaran. I beckon anyone to argue that this just isn’t paradise. With my pack and back on deck, I smeared on the SPF and starfished in the sun for hours.
The weather couldn’t have been better nor the clouds any fluffier. The water was an unearthly turquoise due to the massive rainfall the day before. Almost a year in New Zealand and I still struggle to understand its climate.
It’s days like these, spent relaxing and sporting in the sun and on the water, at one with the surrounding nature, that remind me what I’m doing over here. Not many of my fellow American friends would be able to say they’ve kayaked the waters of New Zealand’s most fruitful national park.