This is from the view point looking north and south. It looks like virgin forest but due to people dumping unwanted pets and hunting with dogs there are no native ground nesting birds in here. And all New Zealand birds were ground nesting because there were no predators.. We continued on the road to Colville. We crossed the estuary and the road was no longer metalled. It had been raining and the road was just a shiny strip of mud, well churned up by bigger vehicles than ours. It was still full of sharp twists and turns and was steeply up and down as it followed the coast. That didn't change as it headed further inland. It was like driving on ice. No traction, single track and full of blind bends. I was scared, so after a couple of miles I decided it was too dangerous to continue. Mum concurred, so I turned around, and set off back the way we had come. Mum phoned our accommodation and cancelled and we found a hostel in Coromandel Town for tonight. It was just as well it had rained before we got to the top of the peninsular, because we would have had to drive back on that for several miles, it doesn't bear thinking about!
The hostel was a reasonable place, but no cafe for breakfast. Got settled in to our dorm., it was six bunks but no-one else came; we had it to ourselves.
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