We didn't get to take any photos of our tent site at TÅtaranui. For one thing, we weren't even supposed to be staying here this night. But when it started thundering above us, Ian persuaded me to tap out on this one. We'd be fools to continue up and down the hills to Mutton Cove. The tent had barely been up two minutes before the hail started hammering down on us. We chucked everything into the tent, then dashed under the cover of the camp cooking area as hailstones the size of marbles continued to crash down onto the tents.