So we left Cape Rienga at 10pm and started walking down off the cliffs. There’s a reasonable path to follow as you gently decend down. We actually managed to scare a possum on the way. Although to be fair, we’re not sure who got the biggest fright out of the encounter. Neil thought that possums only lived in the South Island.
Earlier in our “Planning session” meetings (a grand sounding name for discussing it over a beer!) Neil had mentioned how he was romantically looking forward to moonlit strolls along the deserted beach, waves gently breaking on a sandy shore, holding Sharlene’s hand and gazing into the starlit pools of her hazel eyes… we just didn’t imagine it would be happening on the first night!
So around 2am we pitched our tent as we’d reached a stream and rockface. The official campsite was somewhere over the hill but we decided safety first. Dawn broke a few hours later and didn’t disappoint.