The Wilsons could rightly claim Abel Tasman as their own, but choose to share the land with Catherine Smith.
There's a lot of weight resting on a little old apostrophe. The Wilson family's tourism business in the Abel Tasman is called Wilsons Abel Tasman — no apostrophe. While the family has been involved in the area since the 1850s, director Darryl Wilson, corrects me; "We can't claim ownership of the Abel Tasman National Park."
Technically correct. But in spirit I'm not so sure. The Wilsons were the first to be granted a guide concession in the park by the Department of Conservation in 1982, after dad John Wilson had been running passenger services from the family bach in Torrent Bay since 1977. Generations earlier, the family had farmed around Awaroa. The grand old homestead there, Meadowbank, was built in 1884 by great-grandparents of John's wife, Lynette.
Husbanding this land and preserving it for five generations evolved into a business that now includes boats, lodges and guided walking and kayaking adventures. There might be a slew of awards for sustainability, innovation and business quality, but the heart of this place is the love that Darryl and his team of guides, cooks, skippers and lodge workers have for the park.
This autumn I had the chance for a full three-day walk in the park before the lodges were closed for the winter. Late April is considered the shoulder season but to me the cooler days and lack of crowds make this a far more beautiful time to be there than high summer. The water is glassy (summers can sometimes be breezy), the daytime skies cloudless, the tracks nicely un-dusty after brief overnight rain.