Just a few kilometres from the city, the Ohariu valley is a different world.
A few streams meander through it, and in settled conditions like yesterday’s, they are very attractive. The water is clear, despite the cattle nearby. This first image required me to keep an ear open for approaching cars as the road where I was standing was narrow. Luckily, I could grab my shot and run.
Coffee and a toasted sandwich at the Makara café were followed by an idle stroll on the beach (the scales are starting to demand more than idle strolls) . A cluster of variable oystercatchers, mostly in their black phase, but one in the intermediate phase were snoozing on the beach. I came close as slowly and stealthily as possible, and they sidled equally nonchalantly over the crest of the beach rocks and out of sight.
From there, my wanderings took me through Johnsonville, out to Paremata and along the edge of Pauatahanui. It was high tide and the water was still. My friends the kingfishers were present in numbers, but because of the high tide, they were using the branches of nearby trees as observation platforms. I had just lined up on one when it launched in pursuit of a crab. I caught the launch but missed the dive and emergence.
It took three or more attempts before I caught one emerging from the water like a Polaris missile. You can see, if you enlarge the image below, the water droplets flying as it flies triumphantly off with a crab in its beak.
Wonder what tomorrow will bring.