High tide and low tide ...
After the visit at the "Second Lake", we drove down the coast again. 
A pond full of water ...
We had an incredible journey on a winding road between the small mountains and deep valleys, winding up so slowly. 
High mountains and deep valleys ...
We stopped at a rest area and ate lunch at a place so beautiful that it almost takes the air out of one. There were sandwiches with cheese and onions and water that we purified himself with the help of our water filters. 
We came down to the coast and then it was high tide. Once again, we set up tent less than 2 feet from the water, but this time at sea. The evening was warm and the water was like a mirror. You could see the fish hit the water a few meters from our tent out of the sharp edge. 
We camp by the water but now it is by the sea ...
Snow who owned the campsite, was talkative and joking all the time and said that at eight o'clock in the evening he would play the accordion in the kitchen so when we get there.
Nyduschade and measured so we went to the kitchen to hear the camp host's accordion concert. He played a lot of fine old songs, from Elvis to Scottish folk tunes. He was shot in the fourth stage so he could be a lot of songs from Scotland. But it was the ladies who were already in the kitchen too, so they sang with the top of his lungs. A couple from Germany kept pace with spoons and pots and it became almost an entire small orchestra.
Kjell O with adhesive duct tape, and Snow played on ....
Tvågånger joined the strap to pull the game apart, but eventually went out of Kjell motorcycle and picked sanding sponge and duct tape and held the belt since the rest of the evening. We had at least a fun evening and at mid-noon, we were able to re-crawl into our tent.
That night, however, was much warmer than the previous one and we did not feel cold at all. 
Low tide
When we awoke in the morning the water was all gone and left only a low gyttjebotten in sight. Snow said that here on this coast, it is about 3 meters difference between high and low tide.
We tore down our tent, packed everything in its place, and then we drove on to Auckland again.
