The Ritz Of Treehouses

I was a bit of a fan of treehouses when I was a kid, but the ramshackle collage of plywood and plastic I built on the edge of Auckland’s suburbs had nothing on the luxury treehouse I’ve just been staying in at Kaikoura in New Zealand’s South Island.

With handmade furniture, a Scandinavian wood-burning stove and a spa bath, and an iPod sound system pre-loaded with jazz standards from Ella Fitzgerald and Cole Porter, staying at Hapuku Lodge has been pretty special as New Zealand’s weather gods kept debating whether or not to let the country transition to spring.

Waking up near a surf beach is always good. When you’re several metres above the ground it’s even better, and it’s been the ideal background to an exciting weekend swimming with seals and whale watching by helicopter.

Thanks to Hapuku Lodge for the pic.