Five-hundred-year-old giant rimu, tentacular rata vines and red beech anchor the forest, with a supporting cast of lush ferns and ponga. Once over the saddle, it’s a steady descent through bush and farmland to reach Nydia Bay, with sporadic glimpses as far as Kenepuru Inlet, whose peninsulas fold into the distance. Indignant-looking cows grazing in paddocks cast me a suspicious glare as if to say “What on earth are you doing in my paddock?” Finally, the gently lapping waters of the lake soundtracked the final stretch of the first day’s walk.
Nydia Bay is steeped in history as a timber milling powerhouse, which roared into life in the 1870s. In 1910, a 300-metre-long wharf started servicing the timber trade, capable of holding five steamers. A steam-powered winch hauled timber over a 500-metre-high saddle in the Opouri Valley. Much of the timber was shipped to Lyttelton to help build early Christchurch. Timber milling ended here in the 1920s.
After trudging my way to Nydia Bay over four hours on the 11km-long route, it was time for some downtime. You’ve got a range of options including the campsite and DOC’s Nydia Bay Lodge. But for some soothing indulgence, lock in a stay at On the Track Lodge. Warmly greeted by Spud, the lodge owner, with freshly made cupcakes in hand, this lakeside haven accentuates nature’s balm.
The lodge offers a range of accommodation for up to 24 people, including a vintage train carriage, a Mongolian-style yurt and several beautifully designed chalets. There’s a variety of on-site amenities including kayaks and stand-up paddle boards, a library & games room, a firepit, wharf fishing and a fabulous hot tub to soak those tired legs in under a star-flecked sky. Best of all, the on-site cuisine is headlined by hearty home-cooked dinners. I slept the night, swaddled in comfort, in the lovingly furnished 1930s train carriage, replete with retro nods. Its luxury-laden overhaul includes an ensuite shower and bathroom. The passenger carriage previously serviced North Island railway lines. There’s a variety of short walks you can also do from the lodge, plus the Pelorus Mail Boat calls into Nydia Bay.
A huge highlight was to marvel over so much native birdlife at the lodge. Flocks of tuī were ram-raiding the kowhai trees, bullying the bellbirds out of their way. Super-plump kererū nonchalantly sat in the fruit trees, after binging on berries, while chirpy fantail and curious weka happily flitted about.
After enjoying the deepest of sleep, I awoke fresh and revitalised, rearing to knock off the remaining 15km stretch of the track to Duncan Bay, after a fortifying breakfast. Spud also equipped me with a lunch bag to go. After making my way around the shoreline of Nydia Bay, weaving in and out of the bush, the ascent to Nydia Saddle, began with a gradual climb up through the forest to 350 metres.
Much of the forest on this part of the track is regenerating, dominated by tall mānuka and kanuka. You’ll notice a variety of future forest giants rising from the forest floor. In summer, native orchids decorate banks beside the track. At the top of the saddle, expansive views serve up perspectives on Tennyson Inlet. As I made my way to Duncan Bay, the array of forest specimens broadened. In the wetter gullies and lower slopes, I gazed over rimu, mataī and miro. Kawakawa, nīkau and tree ferns formed the understorey. You certainly can’t beat forest bathing in solitude. The Nydia Track is an understated revelation. marlborough.com
