Chapter 15In a peninsula separating Tasman and Golden Bays on the northern tip of the South Island, New Zealand, the Abel Tasman National Park offered everything for tourists from sheltered beaches to tall peaks covered in native forests and intercepted by mountain streams. The two honeymooners were into their second day of a sea kayaking expedition. It was an hour after dawn and already the sun was baking the ocean. They paddled northwards out of Torrent Bay where they had spent the previous night. Ahead lay two days of exploring the coastline. That was their plan but with nothing booked until the third night, the time was really their own.
Niana stopped paddling from the front space of the Southern Sunshine, a double kayak, and glanced over her shoulder to where Matt was still propellin
