When the day started off yesterday, I thought that the collision that I would be witnessing was the Tasman Sea colliding with the Pacific Ocean. WRONG. It all happened during sand-boarding stop on the way to Cape Reinga. A sandy mud patch and I collided and I’m afraid to say that I think I was the loser in the end.
I left the top of the sand dune at warp speed and may have struggled to maintain control near the bottom of the dune like an amateur. But have no fear, I was able to straighten out my board like a champion and for some idiotic reason thought it would be a great idea to glide over the mud to the other side where our bus was parked. Unfortunately for me, as soon as I hit the water/sandy mud combination at the bottom of the dune – my board hydroplaned and I was launched in the air. Before I could react to being airborne – I came crashing down in the biggest sandy mud patch in the area as I lost control of my board and did this flip roll thing that ensured every inch of me was covered.
Needless to say, I was drenched and covered in sandy mud. At first everyone was concerned if I was okay but then as they soon as they noticed that I was laughing at my own retardiness – they all joined in. It only got worse as I didn’t have a change of clothes and had to spend the rest of the day in a towel. The strange looks at Cape Reinga as I walked around wearing nothing but a towel and a hoodie was hilarious and well worth the adventure.