The Punakaiki pancake rocks and blow hole did not disappoint. To quote the flyer “it thrives in its own subtropical microclimate…magnificent karst limestone landscape”. NZ really knows how to design a park setting for maximum viewing. If I ever figure out how to post a video I’ll insert it.
By the way, Jim just informed me I should mention you can click on one of the images to start the slideshow.
After the pancake rocks we drove a little further to Pororari Gorge, across a fenced pasture, down a dirt road and past the horses into a peaceful river valley. My attempt to scramble across the shallow bit was a mistake and I landed hip deep in the rust-colored muddy water. Good thing my camera is mounted to my chest instead of hanging off my shoulder. The water is tainted from tannin leeching from the vegetation.
I don’t know what was worse, the cold wet ride into Greymouth, or presenting myself for check-in at Global Village looking rather trampish. After a thorough hosing down I was able to wash my only pair of jeans.
It was an exhausting day driving along the ocean, the hiking and the bathing – we worked hard at enjoying ourselves – and we relaxed at Monteith’s Brewery, sampling their suds.