After the all-day drive to the Northern tip of the South Island, we caught a ride on a “water taxi� along the coast to the Awaroa Lodge. We endured the hour-long ride in a covered speedboat with a 225 hp outboard motor, in rain, wind and 1.5 meter swells (up to 5-foot waves). Upon arriving at Awaroa Beach at about 5:30 p.m., we learned the lodge has no dock, so our skipper helped us jump into knee-deep water and carry our luggage to shore. A few minutes later, a porter met us with a four-wheeler and trailer to take us to our cabin, saying, “Welcome to Paradise.� We were not convinced until the next day, which was sunny and gorgeous. We walked the sandy beach for several hours, picking up a few shells while getting squawked at by Oyster Catchers, black sea birds with long orange beaks that were nesting nearby. The lodge served a variety of sumptuous food and we celebrated James’ birthday (which he missed when we crossed the international date line a week earlier) with a special dessert.
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