I don’t really work out. Sometimes I try doing it for a week (two days) and then it sort of just stops. Needless to say I was a bit worried about our next adventure; making our way to the top of the Pinnacles.
The Pinnacles is the most popular overnight walk (or day walk if you’re ambitious) of the country. Considering our (my) level of fitness we decided we’d probably be better off doing the overnight walk. There’s a few tracks to choose from, we chose ‘Webb Creek’, which is a 100 year old historic packhorse and kauri loggers track.
The track starts with a wobbly swing bridge, and after that it immediately started climbing. It’s quite a steep track, and consists of mostly stairs. It was tough, especially when you have short stumpy legs like mine, but the weather was great. No rain, and it wasn’t too hot or too cold (all you need is a light jacket – name that movie). The walk (climb) to the Pinnacles hut (where we were staying) was about 3 hours.
This ‘hut’, which is actually more like a lodge, has 80 bunk beds, a kitchen and some cold-water showers. In the weekends it’s almost always fully booked, but on this particular Monday night, only 5 other people stayed there besides us. We relaxed a bit in the hut before we continued our walk, another 45-ish minute walk to the summit.
The track from the hut to the summit counts 556 steps (Google knows everything), and if my thighs didn’t hate me already, they for sure did now. You know the stepmaster machine at the gym? (yea I went to the gym once, lightyears ago) Imagine doing that for four hours.
Justin and I had decided we wanted to either see the sunrise or the sunset; we’d have to get those insta shots of course. We definitely weren’t going to wake up at 5am, so sunset it was! We ended up being the only two people up there, which is just how we like it. The views were unreal and looking down at all the steps I couldn’t believe I had just climbed all the way up. We spent quite some time taking photo’s, but mostly just being in awe of our surroundings, never seen anything like it before.
When we made our way back to the hut, we had some pasta that tasted like wet cardboard and went to bed. All the other people went to bed at around 8, so we thought we’d get in some sleep as well. Good thing we decided to do that, because some of the others didn’t bother being quiet at 5AM.
Hiking (or tramping, as the kiwi’s say) back down was a lot easier than going up, even though it was quite slippery in some places.
Some iPhone photo’s from the track
That night we’d booked an Airbnb in Thames, which also happened to be our first ever Airbnb experience. The house we stayed in is a HUGE (HUUUUGE) eco lodge in the middle of Kauaeranga Valley Road, owned by a mother and son who recently started Airbnb. We were both blown away by the massive home and the views. It kind of reminded me of the As(sssssss)pen (minus the snow) scenes in Dumb & Dumber, where they spend all the money from the suitcase they’re trying to return. We also felt like this would be the perfect place to spend Christmas, I would love to see this place decorated for the holidays (#obsessed).
After spending the night in my dream home, having some great talks with our hosts and having a good sleep, we were off to Cathedral Cove. This is something we wanted to do the last time we were in NZ, but couldn’t because Justin wasn’t able to go on the hike towards the beach with his broken leg.
Cathedral Cove is one of those must-see spots in the Coromandel and often appears on ‘most-beautiful-beaches-of-the-world’ lists. The beach is named after the cove located there, linking Mare’s Leg Cove to Cathedral Cove.
This beach –again- felt like walking around in a Pirates of the Caribbean movie (actually all of New Zealand makes me feel that way)..