
We arrived at the island via a ferry that was overflowing with “rock watchers” – our term for people that want peace and quiet as they enjoy nature. In other words, rock watchers are not compatible with our kids, who are generally wildly excited about nature, but not quiet in their admiration. Furthermore, the main trail around the island is narrow (say 3-4 feet wide), so you were forced into the contemplative pace of the rock watchers with guides which, again, was not very compatible with our kids. Hence, our visit improved immensely once we were able to find a trail that didn’t have other people on it.

Upon leaving the island, we realized that somehow we managed to leave our New Zealand bird book on the island. We are getting a bit prickly about leaving things behind in the midst of the chaos of our lives. Xavier implored Beth and Gerard not to get too upset given that we otherwise had a good day on the island, but it was hard to not let it “rain on the day” - Beth carried it from the states and that was the first and last time we flipped through it. But overall it was a good day, so we will go back, especially now that we have a better sense of how to manage the island and the crowds.

