What can I say? Another day on the beach with wall to wall blue sky, a cool breeze to stop overheating, warm sea and no pressures.
Up in the morning for as light breakfast then a long walk – about 100m to the sea. Half an hour splashing in the waves then out for a time doing nothing. We had to walk along the beach to town – about 20 minutes each way. This got us the necessary provisions for the remainder of our stay. Back to the camp-site for lunch. More reading in the shade and then another half hour swim. This time the dry sand and the paths were too hot to go without sandals.
At this point Sue decided that what was really missing was some tramping in the bush, so I dutifully followed her along this path that wound its way round some wooded areas, managing to provide zero views. Getting back to the beach we discovered where we should have gone and so went on another tramp. This was better with some great views of the beach and coves beyond the headland.
I’m sitting in the shade, glass of Old Coach Road sauvignon by my side contemplating a nice shower and dinner.
Earlyish start tomorrow to drop the van off on the way to the Airport.
Tomorrow night Santa Monica.
Life just purrs along.
Tags: New Zealand
20/01/2011 at 11:44 am
I am reading this with a nice cup of tea, hands still freezing from being outside trying to get the van started, contemplating another day of sitting at a desk.
However, the sun is shining through thewindow and with a little bit of imagination, I can imagine your warm beach and white wine…
21/01/2011 at 11:26 pm
Who needs to travel to sunshine when you can sit by a fake beach under a plastic dome at Center Parcs
It all sounds idyllic and just like a holiday should. I can’t imagine Santa Monica will be quite the same!