Monday, 22 February 2016

Tree-huggers, Coromandel.

Overheard at breakfast "the trouble with walking in forests (Kauri, evolved in dinosaur times, big as giant redwoods and confined to the extreme North of New Zealand, also bound to be full of bird-treasures and tree ferns)  is that all you can see is trees..."
Tonight, Coromandel Peninsula, Tairua on the East coast. It's odd how disorientating it is to have the sun in the north even when you're not consciously thinking about navigation. We walked up the local volcano, getting to be a habit, but there are a few here. Ended the day fighting the local gulls off our fish-&-chips. Excellent, well worth fighting for, very fresh with thin crispy batter and a corn fritter.

No comments:

Post a Comment