|Abel Tasman Hi Everyone, Bit of a blow for us having had a great run on the road north from Greymouth to Abel Tasman, only to realised the biggest DOC campsite had been closed due to landsliding and torrential rain. Luckily we got sorted with a nice family run camping ground which proved more cost effective than the DOC. The gorgeously large hot water shower portals and spanking huge kitchen, to share with yet more French campers and the odd Mancunian trying his luck to catch a ride to Picton ferry. The crunch came when he got our washing in off the line when we went out tramping, in the event we would turn round and tell him of course you must come with us for the sake of saving $20!. Abel Tasman National park attracted us because of its wondrous great walks, we joined it at point 44 and walked around 20k along the coastal track taking us around hair pin mountain pathways to firstly Wainaie Beach. We dodged our first New Zealand pink jelly to take a paddle - for sure the Tasman was ice like compared to our bath waters of the Gili Islands. So we tramped uphill all the way on to Separation Point to overlook the blue swelling waters covered in rocks from a cliff top view. We then decided to run down the adjacent mountain to get down to the beach called Mutton Cove, we sat on tree trunk one of many laying on the golden sand with a couple of albatross and black velvet seals sniffing our jam and peanut butter (with salt and vinegar crisps) sandwiches. The late afternoon brought a lovely sunset as we walked back along the mountain trail. To celebrate our walking triumph we celebrated with a local ale and stout at Rooty's, unfortunately for us Rooty's the local DJ and live band venue in Tarkara was not up for a late one, only to be informed by the owner 15 minutes after purchasing our drinks, ' I need to go to bed for an early one'. Come on Kiwi's where is the party at?