One of the main reason I came North was to reach the top of NZ after being to the furthest South, East and West (sort of).
Had to battle about 10 km of awful, big and chunky gravel which sport bikes hate. I was about to turn around when I saw two sport bikes coming my way riding two up. I asked them what the story was with the road ahead and they said as kiwi’s do, “You’ll be right mate”. Shit my pants twice, once getting to the cape and once coming back, but I was right mate. Spent over an hour at the most Northern point of NZ,
Shot of the Tasman Sea and Pacific Ocean coming together
Huffing and Puffing
The West side and the start of 90 mile beach.
1.2 million dollar toilet facility.
Random stuff that my mother loves, a place to take a break on the side of the road. Why not? I would have gotten more photos, but this dog was charging towards me.