On the 6th day of our trip, December 30, we woke up to pouring rain, so we spent the morning happily reading. When it cleared up, we went on a tramp around the Snout Track.
First, we stopped to admire the beautiful boats in the marina
The hiking track took is on a ridge alongside Picton harbor and then out into Queen Charlotte Sound. The word sound when talking about water was a new one for me, but it means “A narrow stretch of water forming an inlet or connecting two wider areas of water such as two seas or a sea and a lake.”
We went for a short swim in Bob’s bay (my first time swimming in an ocean!), and Mike was exploring the shore with the help of a poking stick
The hike was lovely and the view breathtaking, but when we reached our final point, we relized that we (I) had forgotten our lunch back at the hostel, so the walk back was rather hurried as we were both quite hungry. I suggested diving for mussels or looking for edible roots, but Mike sensibly suggested we stop at a boat bar we saw in our way up and grab something quick.
After Mike made friends with the bar parrot and we had a bowl of chip (or French fries, but chips are thicker cut than French fries) a we headed to our hostel for a proper meal (which included our poor forgotten pitta sandwiches)