At around 8 o' clock we hopped on our little Stray bus and started on our journey to Paihia. Our first stop was breakfast which was good because I was hungry after a little sleep on the bus. Already we seemed a million miles from Auckland. After another short snooze (that's generally all I do on buses) we arrived at the Kauri reserve. Kauri trees are native to New Zealand and can live for up to 2,000 years. The majority of Northland was once covered in a Kauri forest and as we wandered around the reserve our guide told us of the people who settled here and made their living from the trees by digging them out of the ground. Scientists believe a large amount of Kauri trees were flattened to the ground by a tsunami, possibly caused by a meteor, thousands of years ago. The wood from Kauri trees was used for ships, carving and building houses. The trees also produced a resin, which once fossilised had many uses from firelighting to an ingredient for varnish and was called gum. This industry gave the settlers their nickname "gumdiggers."
Our next stop was the Goat Island Marine Reserve where we had a free glass bottom boat tour. However we had to wait around for about half an hour for the boat to return from a school trip but this gave us an opportunity to have a chat with the others on the bus. The glass bottom boat tour was not as interesting as you might think as the water was cloudy due to a storm earlier in the week so our view was mainly of cloudy water, seaweed and kelp. We did see some blue fish, who were quite well camouflaged. Our guide was keen to stress how this wasn't a visit to an aquarium but a marine reserve which was a completely natural habitat.

Goat Island
We had lunch somewhere along the way (I can't remember the name of the place) and arrived in Paihia in the late afternoon/early evening. After dumping our stuff we headed to the local shop to find something for dinner and something for our packed lunches for Saturday.
On Saturday we set off at about 7 on the DuneRider trip to Cape Reinga and 90 mile Beach included in our Stray Patch Pass. We picked up some individual travellers along the way and set off for the tip of New Zealand. On our journey we stopped at a cafe for morning tea to wake us up and then carried straight on to Cape Reinga, where the Maori believe your spirit departs when you die. Because of the spiritual significance of the place you aren't allowed to eat or drink and the car park was moved a few years ago. At the entrance to the pathway down to the lighthouse there is a huge archway with some kind of instrument which the wind whistles through, making a rather eerie noise. All along the path there are plaques of text with history of the area and Maori myths linked to the cape, written in both English and Maori. At the end is a little white lighthouse and views over the clashing of the Tasman Sea and the Pacific Ocean which are pretty awesome.

The meeting of the Tasman Sea and the Pacific Ocean
After walking back (uphill) we set off for the sand dunes of 90 Mile Beach once everyone was back on the coach.
Unfortunately I hadn't brought any extra clothes or swimsuit or a towel which was recommended for our next activity - sand dune surfing 
Now you might be wondering what on Earth sand dune surfing is which I was at this point. We arrived at the bottom of the biggest sand dune I've ever seen, just round the corner from 90 Mile Beach and got out. At the bottom of the sand dune was a wide flat river, a bit like a big puddle. Our driver got out the small boards, which are basically body boards, and explained how it was going to work. There was another coach load of people on a slightly different tour doing the same thing so we had to be careful not to crash into anyone on the way down. We picked up our boards and trekked up the steep sand dune, where others' feet had made a clear path. Looking down at the steep descent, I thought it's too late to back out now. When it got to my turn I lay on the board with my elbows tucked in, head up and feet prepared to stop me and steer me. I took a deep breath and our driver gave me shove to start me off. As I travelled down the slope headfirst, I picked up speed, the breath sucked from my mouth as I tried to scream. As I slowed comparatively a scream/yell of exhilaration escaped me and I slowed to a stop at the foot of the dune, just missing the river. With the adrenalin still pumping, I stood up and got my breath back, getting out of the way of the other surfers quickly, before deciding to go again. I experienced the same fear when I go to the top but this time I didn't have our driver to give a headstart. And I'd noticed my left foot was stinging from the abrasive sand. Nevertheless off I went again, at a slightly slower pace. I attempted to increase my speed by lifting my feet but found myself drifting and in danger of spinning around so I ended up stopping a little short of the bottom with very sore feet. Also shortly before the end I hit an uneven bit of ground which threw sand in my face and open mouth. I decided twice was enough and walked back to the bus, trying in vain to brush the sand off me but it covered me pretty much all over. After everyone had had their fill of sand boarding (and sustained some interesting but minor injuries) we headed around the corner to 90 Mile Beach and washed off (some of) the sand. I managed to get some sand out of the grazes on my feet although the saltwater made them sting even more. I had a painful couple of days.

90 Mile Beach
On the way back to Paihia we stopped at the Ancient Kauri Kingdom which had an interesting gift shop with lots of carved figures and little souvenirs. For dinner our driver ordered fish & chips ahead and we picked it up when we arrived at the Mangonui Fish and Chip Shop which has a great outside area to eat (with lots of flies). The fish and chips were some of the best I've ever tasted as the fish had been caught that day. The chips were also good, though not the same as you get in England. Writing this is making me hungry...
Once we got back to Paihia, I showered to get rid of the sand and we headed to the local off licence to get some booze and then headed to the beach for a very interesting night...enough said 
