“I am not a goat.”
That is what I kept tearfully telling Ben while we were standing on the side of a mountain last week.
He reassuringly told me I was doing a good job and that if I fell down the mountain, I certainly wouldn’t die.
I quickly interrupted him to inform him that his talk of falling off the mountain wasn’t helping me feel better about falling off the mountain.
But, let me back up.
Late last week we finished our loop around the Northland of the North Island. We wanted to do several hikes during our time in New Zealand, but since Wi-Fi has been hard to come by, we hadn’t been able to do as much research on the weather or gear for the treks as we would’ve liked. On Saturday, we made it south of Auckland and stopped in a cafe in Matamata (home of Hobbiton) which happened to have Wi-Fi. Since we had about a week to get to Wellington, we figured we’d check the weather and decide what days looked best to do some of the hikes on the south part of the North Island. Continue Reading