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Sunday, June 21, 2009: "tip" of the Coromandel and return!

Wake to the sea and depart by van to go to walk to the tip of the Coromandel. Finally a "spike" is a great word because with our rented van we can not go through, some roads are banned as too risky.

So we make detours to get to Little Bay, a beach ... wonderful! The perfect beach!
























Thought for my Mary!

Then we came back slowly towards the town of Coromandel. They wanted a ride in a train but it was just go ... It is

12, one starts to Whitianga for the boat to 13h. We arrive at the information point for booker and we see that the departure is 14h, perfect! But manager explains that the boat was a concern and that the coup is canceled. RHAAAAA what luck! Called the little train to wonder if there is no way to do it. We are told that if 6 people book in aprem there may be a tour at 3:30 but you must come on site as yet no one has booked.




Hop turn it back to Coromandel! I could not believe it but once there fluke, 4 other people want to tour! Yupi!
So here we are embedded in the Driving Creek Railway and Pottery.
My guide explains "a ceramist New Zealander, Barry Brichell, had built this little train to get wood and clay in his studio. " It takes place in the train and cross the forest, tunnels, we see the pottery on the side of the road and arrive in a tower at the top of a hill with a magnificent view on the Coromandel Peninsula !
I love the little train, I can not stop smiling and I feel like I have 12 years, a real treat!






































Once the ride ended, a large portion of the road from Coromandel to Warkworth, north of Auckland! We pass on the Auckland Harbour Bridge and see its tall buildings and sparkle in the night! It is superb and it's something a little magical!

We discover a kind of highway without toll $ 2! In fact we have 3 days to pay by phone or Internet. ... It's original! We eat

Warkworth then the road ends up Whangarei where you park at the river on a huge empty parking lot.

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Here the trip we made from Tofino.

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Caro on the small path that leads to the Indian village where we had to go because we lacked the fire and we had still four days

School in Indian village

WHITE SAND COVE The view from our last campground before
The villagers maintain a series of Indian trails that lead to different beaches on the island.
WHITE SAND COVE Marc hanging every night as our food in the trees on the island because there are wolves. We have not seen but every morning, there were traces of their passage.

Periodically, the fog settled down, we caught 2 times on the water but as Mark always has the compass on him and in his mind, everything is always good.

Cow Bay is the most beautiful beach we had but also one where we walked at low tide most of the kayak to go to the tent.

Beach north of the island of Vargas

Towards Megin RIVER

Megin RIVER part of Strathcona Provincial Park. As the water level of the river was low we had to let the kayak and walk downstream. Very nice walk in the bed of a river calm and winding.



near Fall River. Marc has literally walked on the stone walls to make fresh water. Drink, drink. Almost every day, we wanted to restocking the river water. Yes, Josée, we put the product and we're not dead!

Another of our campsites, perched on a pile of rocks to sleep and when the tide was high, we had only 4 -5 feet in. We have seen an incredible number of stars sea
Determine the name of the vessel Howard and Suzie who took us on the run to do some sailing with them. We ate salmon with corn bread and honey. Special but very good! Our campsite that night was still on the stone.
Hi Howard and Suzie
Merci pour la invitation on board. We Appreciated And We shared a lot very good time with You.








Marc and his stick anti-wolf! He worked hard to carve them a bird's head. Enlarge the photo to see ...

We cooked mussels on fire. SO SO

last picture : TOOTOOWILTENA last campsite. SNIF SNIF!