The campground was right next to the beach and you could hear the crash of the powerful waves. The Tasman Sea hitting the west coast of New Zealand is know for it's ferocity. We watched wave after wave and couldn't help but wonder, doesn't it ever get tired?
Just across the street from the campground is a beautiful walk along a river. It was lined with my favorites - Tree Ferns.
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| Jim always holds the door open for me! |





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