Yesterday was airport pickup duty.
On the way to the airport I drove as always, via Oriental Bay where I stopped to record the drifting plume of the Carter Fountain as it mingled with the soft rain on a grey harbour.
With an hour to spare before Mary’s flight was due, I wandered around Breaker Bay. I love the landscape, but that fine pebble beach is the worst walking surface imaginable. The deep footprints from those who had gone before should have warned me. Still I stumbled along it, but found it hard going.
Half way around the curve of the bay is a small cave, of the “hole-in-the-rock” variety. The tiny pebbles are there too, so no respite in passing through.
With still time to fill I went through Lyall Bay and caught a nice angle on Tapu Teranga Island, the sentinel of Island bay. Sweeping rain in the middle of the strait made a nice background.
Something different tomorrow.