Day 25 - How Many Words Are There For Paradise?
Abel Tasman National Park is paradise. No, its more than that. Its paradise times ten. No, times one hundred. Times infinity.
A golden beach curls around a blue ocean, while rainforest sits along the shore like a Pacific Island.
Kayakers gently glide through the water, creating V-shaped ripples that slowly make their way to the shore.
Children frolic in the shallows, while those with a little more height dive for shellfish further out.
Sailing boats catch the off shore breeze and rocket along, before parking in the lee of the land, becalmed and lazy on the picture perfect water.
A cafe provides lunches and dinners at the starting point of the Abel Tasman Track, and across the road is a gallery of wood carvings, Maori faces that look out across the land and the sea like live trees.
And once again, it is a place I will always keep returning to. [more ]