13- Sand Dunes

Sunday, May 11, 2014

On our way back down from Cape Regina, the Northern tip of New Zealand, Markus and I visited the giant sand dunes on Ninety Mile Beach. I have never seen dunes this massive. It felt like we were in the middle of the desert right next to the beach.

Most people come here to sand board, but we were a bit ill prepared. We rummaged through the car to find a suitable substitute for a boogie board, and the closest thing we could come up with was a squashed empty beer crate Kathi wrote on as her hitchhiking sign to Tauranga. I can tell you from personal experience that the polished cardboard side of our old Steinlager case wasn’t as slick as we needed it to be. Our ride down was far more stop and go than we would have preferred, with far more stopping than going. Markus dug a small bum track, and when I followed, I forgot to hold on to our make shift sled and instantly wound up planted in the sand. Two thumbs up for the accelerated downhill run instead.

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