Sunshine is an opportunity to be seized.
Wainuiomata’s south coast seemed like an idea, so I went down the coast road to the steep rocky beach where the waves crash endlessly to make the pebbles growl. As I arrived, I noticed a paraglider soaring off Baring Head near the aerials at the lighthouse. He didn’t get enough wave lift to gain any altitude but managed to weave back and forth a few times before landing on the beach.
As I mentioned yesterday, spring is coming. No surer sign of that in New Zealand than the arrival of lambs. They seem to be everywhere. This one was very curious about the bark of a pine tree. Take notice Northern hemisphere, your lease on summer is up and we are claiming it back!
Further up the road towards Wainuiomata I diverted into the Rimutaka Forest park and played with a slow exposure at the ford where the stream tumbles out of the bush. I know this treatment of water scenes is not to everyone’s taste, but I shall keep experimenting.
By the time I crossed the hill back to the Hutt Valley there was no wind at all and it was a truly golden afternoon. The marina was at its best offering almost perfect reflections.
Enough for now.