The Abel Tasman Coastal Walk
January 1st 2011 I staggered towards the finshing line with my shoes in tatters, an untamed beard upon my chin, and a wild look in my eyes that I imagine resembled Robert De Niro in darker scenes from the Deer Hunter. I had been deep into the wild and survived. Drinking only the freshest of waters from the wildest of streams, eating a diet of mainly fish and battling the elements as they were thrown at me, the dis
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