We are not gonna forget the drive through the forgotten World Highway. That’s a road between Taumarunui and Stratford. The drive winds through hilly bush country, passing many heritage Maori sites. It took us almost four to drive 150km. After every curve we found some secret corner making us stop. Small hidden waterfalls, hundreds of sheep in the hills, one way tunnels, stunning landscapes, the most fresh and clean air ever breath, the loneliness of the drive… All that made it magic and unforgettable.
We arrived to New Plymouth under a heavy rain. The surf for next day was supposed to be good so we went sleep early. Still raining in the morning and the surfed messed by the wind. Carlos surfed classic Fiztroy but as it was insanely crowded we drove south along the Surf Hwy 45. All along the way you have good surf beaches, mostly isolated and surrounded by farmlands and tractors. We checked most of them but the surf conditions were bad; windy and messy everywhere. So unluckly we still have been surfing much but we had the best mixed berries organic ice cream ever and walked under the rain in Mt. Taranaki jungle forest. It’s clear that in New Zealand there are many good surfing spots but you really need to know where and when to go depending on swell, wind and tide conditions.
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