Cowshed Bay

We hit the South Island at Picton and headed toward northern west coast. We made it to Cowshed Bay.

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We camped for the night and had ducks for dinner guest and a new friend, the Weka, a flightless bird that is all brown and very friendly.

Cowshed Bay Camp

The roads are so winding, turning, that it makes you head spin. Holly & I have been sharing the driving, this means that we are each getting used to the others driving characteristics or we close our eyes and say everything is fine. The roads are made for motorcycle riding for sure.

Cowshed Bay Camp