GOOD BYE, RICCOLA
In the morning and in the evening, Paula and Riccola visited the Pancakes to capture the moods of the different daytimes. Today on my walk through the forest I noticed similar rock layers that emerged during the ice age. Also, I was able to photograph the reflection of the “Christmas tree” next to our pond, a “wild pond tigress”, and also the sculpture made by a woodpecker. Wonders of nature, directly on our doorstep but in other dimensions.
The last stage with Riccola leads our to adventurers to Nelson. A city in the north of the South Island on the shores of Tasman Bay. Named after Abel Tasman who dropped his anchor here as the first European sailor. Golden beaches, blue lagoons, tropical plants, countless kinds of birds, rocks and caves – this and more is offered by the Abel Tasman National Park. The advertisement promised a “special treat for hikers”.
Here, Paula’s and Riccola’s ways part. Riccola travels north and Paula goes to one of the ten best camping grounds of the country. Directly at the sea. Here she can listen to the gentle ripple of raindrops and the wild roar of the waves as a lullaby in her tent.