Thankfully the wind died down in time for our morning walk along the beach so we didn't have to contend with sand blasting at our legs along the way.
We took a slight wrong turning on the way down and wound up following 'Daisy's Track' that took us backward a km and a half before we found the trail on the beach again.
We weaved between pieces of driftwood along the beach for about 5km before climbing over the dunes and through pine forest. There was a perfect camp spot under the shade of the pine trees but we decided 5km probably wasn't far enough for the day. Though eventually I did wish we had stopped there and never carried on along the road we had to come!
It was such a hot day and once we'd passed out of the long corridor of pine trees, we had to contend with the heat as we walked along the tarmac roads: my poles sticking into the melted tarmac every other step, and our feet on angles with the road camber for another day.
I was already having a hard time facing the road but my blisters were hurting with every step - I had a little cry and Luke carried my bag on his front until I'd composed myself and then we continued on until Bulls.
The owners of the homestay just outside of the town had spotted us along the road and pulled over to offer us some water.. 'we just wanted to check in on you' they said. Again with the New Zealand acts of kindness! They offered us tea but we declined and continued on while our feet were still in walking mode.
When we reached the town, we stopped for a pie and a coffee. After twenty minutes of sitting, our legs were stiff and we decided we'd had enough for the day.
We walked to the motel with Renee and Olli (I had 2 macdonalds chicken nugget meals on the way) and pitched our tents before planning our Christmas for the week to come with a beer. (Easy days have been scheduled!!)
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