DAY 4 Distressingly, we wake to find that we are still in a car, in a field, in the cold, surrounded by mist, using towels as blankets, and with only some 3-day-old bread and a slightly sad looking carrot for breakfast. On the plus side, we’re already in the car.
What a beautiful hike. I’ve almost managed to forget that I’m a 29-year-old disaster site posing as an adult human. So many seals! “Go and stand over there so I can take a picture” says Mum. “I’m not sure I should go that close to the seal colony,” I reply, nervous. Mum insists. The seals bark at me and bare their teeth. Mum tells me to stop being a wimp as it’s not as if seals can move that fast anyway. As I jog back, I notice a sign that says: ‘Keep at least this far away from the seals. They will become aggressive if you approach the colony and can move surprisingly fast”
After the best part of a year apart, I’m finally reuniting with my Mum (who is Kiwi) in New Zealand. After scooting around the North Island visiting family and old friends I haven’t seen for over a decade, we’ve now embarked on a three week road trip around the South