Set off early the next day to sort out a kayak trip but it didn't really work out (doesn't help when the person on the other end of the phone doesn't really speak english). Instead we asked the owner of the campsite who recommended we go to a local salmon farm, where you can fish for your lunch and get it cooked and smoked for you right there. All the equipment was free, we just had to pay for what we caught - Stace was the expert as she had been fishing before (well about 15 years ago but it was better than nothing), so we both cast off and within the hour we had both caught a decent sized fish. The owner had told us how to kill the fish by driving a knife into its head (awwwww) - that was the bit we didn't like (and Stace hadn't actually done before), and we quickly found out that these were super salmon, which couldn't be killed by a single blow to the head (or a slight tap in Staceys case). Nath came to the rescue with the touch of death - only the damn thing was still alive about 15 minutes later (don't report us to the RSPCA!). However, we had them smoked in cajan and tandori spices and Nath said it was the best salmon he'd ever tasted (Stace still being a non fish eater couldn't comment but she still ate it so it must have been good)!



Before the catch, the bloody mess and the end result
We then went next door into a small farm which had cows, llamas, sheep and emus which you were allowed to feed. The llamas took a special interest in Stace and had her surrounded at one point (which was strange because you'd think she would have attracted the goats instead)! We then went down to the rivers edge where eels have been coming for the last 100 years - we were given a small pot of meat and some sticks and we're told they'd actually come out of the water in order to get fed. They weren't wrong, at one point some of them started to go for Naths trainer! It was pretty cool though!

Feeding the eels
After that, we though we'd take a drive actually into the Park to a place called Tortaranui, for which we had to again go over a mountain on a gravel track (don't think Nath took a breath the whole way round). However, it was definately worth it when we got there - picture perfect golden beach plus the sun was out which was a bonus. We did an hour trek to Goat Bay (much to Naths amusement) which was great, then made our way back to camp.

Goat Bay in Abel Tasmen Park
The following day travelled back over the mountain to get to the lower part of the National Park (by this time Nath had mastered the mountain driving thank god) to a place called Kaiteriteri from where we got a water taxi round to one of the bays for a 3 hour trek back (Bark bay to Anchorage bay). Again, we had fantastic sunshine all day and the views were stunning (definately could match a beach in the carribean). The last bit of the walk had to be done at low tide, so we had to walk across the sea bed, which was pretty hilarious as noone had told us we'd probably need to take our shoes off, so there we were trying to jump over some of the bigger pools, and soaking ourselves in the process!
Anchorage Bay in Abel Tasmen (check out our tripod action..)
After drying off on one of the fantastic beaches, we got a water taxi back to our campervan as we had to then take a four hour drive back to the east coast to Picton, where we had planned to walk part of the world famous Queen Charlotte track the following day.
Caught a water taxi early this morning which took us out to Mistletoe Bay for our 4 hour trek, picking us back up from Tourea Bay, some 12km away. After Stace insisting at the start we had to take a right, we ended up doing a 30 minute loop track which basically took us right back to where we'd started, which was not a good start, so we had to trek back up the hill to start the walk properly (doh!). Luckily the water taxi company had advised us to do it this way, instead of in reverse as it wasn't so steep - not sure whether he'd actually done the bloody walk himself because it seemed pretty steep to us (especially after our 'warm up' loop) - basically kept winding up around the mountain until we got to the top, and then we saw the top of the next one towering above us - noooooooooooooo! However, the scenery was amazing, and did take our mind off our aching legs - looking out over the whole of the Marlborough Sound was fanstastic, and to be fair it seemed a lot further going down than going up, and we did make it down in one piece (and actually not as tired as we thought we would be). In fact, we did the walk with an hour to spare (experts that we are... yeah right)!
This is our last day in the South Island (boooooo), tomorrow we've booked the ferry which will take us across to Wellington in the North Island. We've been told that the North Island is completely different to the South, and we've already planned our route - lots of caving, skydiving and mud pool lounging to be done....





































