The last few days, a huge variety of weather, terrain and scenery were awaiting.
After finally leaving the beach (I got my fair share of beach days
Raetea Forest awaited with the expected mud, steep climbs and drops, but amazing views and a jungle you can only find in NZ. After slow 12 hours of mud fest we were spit out of the forest again and camped in a hilly terrain with other exhausted hikers.
Ōmahuta-Puketi-Forest waited with rain, many impressive kauri trees and a long detour to avoid scetchy water crossings.
Mud, hours of rain, wet gear couldn’t impact the high spirits: the north of Aotearoa turns out being spectacularly beautiful.
So far, the beginning of the trail is probably the most demanding to my feet I almost ever experienced (yep, many kilometers of beach walk and road walk are not always awesome), and I still need to find back into somewhat a long distance hiking routine, but the Te Araroa, the people and the scenery are wonderful!

