Could it possibly have happened? Yep it did, we’re sick of Sauvignon Blanc….well, nearly. It’s time that we’re out of the Marlborough area. We are heading south today after stocking up on a few supplies at the local New World market.
We head south on Hwy 1 destination unknown. We don’t get far. A few klicks south of Seddon, when we see a sign for the Lake Grassmere Salt Works, evaporative pools that are harvested seaside. We head down a washboard road and find the operation. It is the first and largest of such works in NZ and currently provides half of the country’s salt requirements. It is very small in comparison to the salt works we have seen in Guererro Negro but then again, something makes me recall that that is one of the largest in the world.
We get a little turned around and end up on the Blind River Loop road (appropriately named for us navigationally impaired) that takes us through some beautiful rural backcountry and eventually to Hwy 1 again, North of where we got off of it…how did we do that? Ah heck, we don’t mind and just enjoy the ride.
Southbound once again, in a few more klicks, we are distracted by a small sign with a tent on it, nothing more, pointing to the east. We take the sharp leftie and follow this road that runs along the south side of Grassmere Lake and ends at Mussel Point. We find and incredible camp site, a mere meter from the beach. We can see land mass almost all around on the horizon. After consulting the map once again, we realize that the beach is north facing and that we are actually seeing the southern tip of the North Island in the distance.
We decided to stay the night. We and walk and beach comb on the crescent shaped beach that is littered with mussel, clam and oyster shells. There are about a half dozen other vans parked at this beach, called Murfells Beach Scenic Preserve. Our closest neighbor must be at least a 100 yards. The tide comes in to its high point about 25 feet from our van, the sky is clear and we are rewarded with a fantastic sunset in the WNW around 5:30 PM local time, our happy hour. In the evening, on the northern horizon, we can see the glow of the lights of Wellington. The milky way is spread out above us. Occasionally we see the lights of a few fishing boats working the productive waters, work lights blinking on & off as they bob above & below the crests of the swells in the distance.
The sun rises in the NE and quickly fills our bay with light. Toast and a mushroom omelet get us of to a good start after another stroll on the beach. We find our way back to Hwy 1 and continue southward towards Kaikoura, a mecca for sightseers of marine life. There are whales, seals, dolphins and sharks everywhere. We take a side road to visit Ward Beach on the way but find the campsite closed. We continue on towards Kaikoura stopping several times for one way traffic control of road repairs. One of our roadside pull outs rewards us with a view of a seal colony, basking themselves in the sun. I write this evening from the Adelphi streetside pub in Kaikoura, hoisting my glass and saying “Keaora!” (Hello in Maori) to all who tune in today to read this