From there, the return trip is down the west coast on "90-mile beach," which is exactly what it sounds like - an extremely long (actually 84 km), empty stretch of beach that has been designated an official highway. The sand is hard enough close to the water that it makes for a good driving surface. You have to time the drive around the tides, watch out for incoming waves pushing up the beach, and streams draining down to the ocean, which can create some really dangerous ruts if you're going 60 mph! And apparently, according to Dave, the local Maori I talked to before heading out there, the occasional whale will beach itself there as well.
I saw a big male seal and a bunch of dead blow fish, but that was it for sea life. I also picked up a guy who was trying to walk the whole thing - Ehren from Sydney. He had been out there for a day and was maybe a third of the way done. The beach got the best of him.
There's not many places I'd condone having a beer while driving, but this was a must! So cool. Definitely the highlight so far.
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