We got a lift back to where we needed to re-join the Te Araroa trail and soon found ourselves back on a pretty bush track, trying to spot orange markers, scrambling over fallen trees and crossing streams in the rain. A typical trail day.
I was doing all that I could to keep my new boots dry, balancing on rocks as I crossed the streams at the risk of falling in but it was an impossible mission. The first time I felt my boots fill with water I almost cried!
These tracks were very scenic and I feel that they captured the essence of the Te Araroa on the North Island.
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