It felt unreal being at the southernmost terminus of the North Island in New Zealand, tramping the Te Araroa trail. 41 days of tramping, 1686 km of mud, roots, rocks, forests, mountains and roads. So humbled and blessed to have met so many wonderful Kiwis who helped me along the way and got me here. To the South Island I go!
The rock at the southern terminus of the North Island reminded me of the rock at the end of Vol State. Thanks to God for enabling me with strength, health and courage to explore the unknown.