New Zealand, Part I can be read by clicking here.
I would be lying if I didn’t admit to being disappointed with the weather while I was in Bay of Islands.
But, when you travel you learn to make the most of whatever life gives you.
On Sunday, I had arranged to have a catamaran take me out for the entire day.
I wanted to get a feel for my surroundings, and also have an opportunity to do a lot of shooting.
Unfortunately, I woke up in the morning to a message cancelling my trip.
The owner of the catamaran felt it was too windy to go out.
My lodge hosts sprang into action and immediately booked me on an afternoon cruise with a bigger boat.
They apologized because it would be a much more touristy (and shorter) experience, but the larger boats were able to handle the weather.
I suddenly found myself with a free morning.
I decided to hike to Long Beach.
Long Beach is not pronounced with the same cadence as Long Beach, California.
The Bay of Islands Long Beach is pronounced Long (pause) Beach.
(Because it is a LONG beach!)
The walk/hike felt very tropical-ish.
It was warm, humid, rain clouds were hovering in the sky, and I found myself surrounded by tropical fauna.
Bay of Islands Hiking Trail, New Zealand
Eventually, the path led me to a road and I caught my first, exciting, glimpse of the turquoise ocean at Long Beach.
First glimpse of the sea at Long Beach, Bay of Islands, New Zealand.
I also saw threatening clouds just ahead.
I walked down to the beach and decided to walk the entire length of the (long!) sand.
Halfway through my walk, it began to POUR.
At first I continued walking, but the buckets of rain falling from the sky threatened to ruin my photography gear.
I decided to take shelter at the only place available.
Mobile Espresso – Long Beach, Bay of Islands, New Zealand
I had never seen a mobile coffeeshop before, but I was more than happy to see one then.
I stood under the small shelter, where you see the kids seated in the above photo.
I ordered a cappuccino and chatted with my Mobile Barista.
He was really nice … and, originally, from California.
In a short while, the rain stopped and I continued on with my plans to walk the beach.
By the time I walked all the way to the end of Long Beach and back, I knew it was time to head back to the lodge.
I’m used to very dry air. Between the rain, the hike, and the humidity I was a mess.
I needed to get cleaned up before my afternoon boat trip.
(Although, I later realized there was no point in attempting to be presentable while shooting on a boat in rainy New Zealand!)
(New Zealand travel stories to be continued ….)