The day started out fairly normally. The night before we had read that our intended campsite, Mutton's Cove, was closed because of the flooding and landslides that hit that area of New Zealand in the previous weeks. We were bummed because it was supposed to be one of the most remote and beautiful beaches, but we figured we'd find somewhere else to hike.
We decided to go on a guided kayak trip that morning. When we mentioned our situation to the owner of kayak rental, he told us he thought the campsite had just opened and would check into things while we were out on the water kayaking.
So off we went kayaking, which was pretty amazing. I was nervous at first but calmed down as we paddled around and hung out with the birds, jellyfish and seals.
After we disembarked from the kayaks, the owner told us our campsite was open, but the water taxi to it left in 15 minutes. He had called the boat operator for us and he'd wait an extra 5 minutes for us - so we flew to the car, threw some things in our hiking bags, raced to the boat launch and boarded the water taxi just in time. We then began to trek to our remote beach campsite and set up our tent.