The Very Top
Trip Start May 20, 2010
195Trip End Sep 05, 2011
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Day : 213
Temperature : 25 degrees
Weather : Cloudy, sunny, windy, calm, drizzly, rainy
A few kilometres south of Cape Reinga, lies the Te Paki Giant Sand Dunes. These are by far the largest dunes we have ever seen, and the perfect place for a spot of sand boarding!
Despite my best persuasive attempts however, Kevin had decided to give the sand boarding a miss, as he was too worried about his knee. For those of you who aren't aware, Kevin managed to dislocate his knee cap a few months ago whilst we were half way up a mountain trekking in Nepal, leaving only myself, and Renske (a Dutch girl who we were trekking with) to help poor Kevin hobble back down the mountain to safety as night was falling
I however, was well up for it, having figured out where the nearest hospital was, and feeling confidently reassured that we had a very good travel insurance policy. And so fully loaded up with my surf board, or sand board, and my set of instructions, we headed up into the dunes.
If these dunes looked large from a distance, they loomed twice as large close up, and the first task was to actually climb to the top of one of these monsters. Easier said than done. The sand was so soft, that every time you stepped up, your foot would slide back down probably 80% of the distance you had moved it, leading to an exhaustive, heart pounding, lung burning, muscle throbbing, 10 minute climb to the top. I would have paid a lot of money for someone to carry me up there!
By the time I finally reached the top I was absolutely pooped, and so Kevin’s shouts from below, "Come on! What you doing?" resulted in a response from me something along the lines of “ actually dear I’m just a little tired, so give me a minute to get my breath and I’ll be right there”…except not quite so polite
Once sufficiently recovered, I positioned my board and lay down on it. It looked awfully steep from up here too. I pushed with my feet a little to get me going over the edge, and then gradually I gathered speed. I got faster, and faster, and faster, as I plunged alarmingly down the dune at breakneck speed, screaming like a banshee, past a startled Kevin, with plumes of billowing sand trailing behind me, until I finally and miraculously came to a stop with my body parts intact, shaking and laughing uncontrollably, at the bottom of the dune some distance away. Now that was fun, if not a teeny bit dangerous. And the fun continued for another hour and a half until I could walk no more and I figured that I was now pushing my luck as far as accidents go.
By the time we handed back the sand board the weather was turning, and when we arrived at our campsite the bay was shrouded in fog and light drizzle. That was fine though, we were both too tired to do anything else.
The following morning the weather was still pants, but we made our way to the Cape Reinga Lighthouse nonetheless. We should have been afforded wonderful views of the cliffs and the sea, but nope, the visibility was about 20 metres
Unfortunately I didn’t get any photos for you all, since the family were running directly towards us away from the oncoming bus and I didn’t think I could be subtle enough to point the camera in their direction and snap away…it would have made a great picture though! You’ll just have to use your imaginations!