Some wild weather is upon us.
It was not extreme weather, but ugly, cold uncomfortable stuff. A solid Southerly blast that drove big swells onto the rocks at Palmer Head and brought a hint of ice with the spiteful rain it carried. Mary wanted to walk yesterday, despite all that, and agreed to coordinate with my daily photography jaunt. I dropped her at the Pass of Branda and we agreed to meet at the Spruce Goose restaurant in Lyall Bay. That’s about a 45 minute walk at her pace so I drove on to the point and set up my camera in its storm jacket and tried to capture the essence of the solid green waves clawing at the rocks. The rocks were unmoved.
Further round the coast, in the rock pools near Moa Point, this juvenile black-backed gull was learning a tough lesson. It thought it had a quick meal if it could open the mussel shell. Unfortunately, the clump of kelp had firmly attached its holdfast to the shell, so when the gull tried to lift the shell in readiness to drop it on the rocks, it was unable to lift it clear. It was too cold to linger so I have no idea if the bird ever found a way to release the shell.
I got to Lyall Bay and saw kite surfers racing back and forth, but also saw the Surf life Saving Club’s rescue boat crew getting in some practice in the surf. Or perhaps they were just having fun.
Racing head on to the incoming waves launched them skywards and I suspect that the jolt when they hit the water again must have been considerable. Mary arrived at the restaurant and despite the short wait for a table, we enjoyed the warmth, the service and the good coffee at Spruce Goose.
Snow is a rare visitor to Wellington, but there may be some tonight.