Day 60. New Year. New Island. January 1, 2016.

Another zero.

Thank you, Hurricane and Liz for a perfect break between islands. I took the bus into downtown Wellington and walked to the ferry terminal. Who did I run into on the waterfront? Nathan. The one person I knew was in the city!

I get motion sickness pretty easily and was a bit worried about the ferry ride. It was as smooth as glass… so no worries. I promptly fell asleep once I got aboard.

The water doesn't get any flatter than this.

I am now at a hostel in Picton on the South Island. Top bunk for the first time this trip. It’s the busy season here. Rain is predicted for tomorrow so I might not be hiking for another day.