This morning we were both keen to keep exploring where we kayaked to yesterday, so we drove to where Triangle Rd crosses the Huruhuru creek and started looking for a walking track upstream. Continue reading Swanson Stream
As we headed south on the motorway this morning, a gentle drizzle began which forced me to learn how to use the wipers on the new car. By the time we arrived at Lambie Drive it seemed to have settled in, so we donned our trusty ponchos and set off alongside the stream towards Manurewa. Continue reading Upper Puhinui Stream
Yesterday I rode a bunch of Woodhill trails for what might be the last time. Next week the loggers arrive to harvest the pine trees. The bike park hopes to be able to repair the tracks afterwards, but they will be out in the open for quite a few years; the sandy surface will dry out faster and be less fun to ride.
I’ve just returned home from a very pleasant outing to the West coast, where Ian Thomsen was celebrating his 60th birthday. Judith went early in the morning to work as a kitchen slave, but we arrived at midday, just as the BBQ was being lit.
We didn’t even manage two of the five whole beef fillets, but it was an excellent feed. I was sure glad I went for a run this morning.
After eating, everyone except the serious drinkers went for a walk on the beach. I enjoyed catching up with Elaine, recently returned from nearly four years in London.
A brief shower of rain encouraged us to turn back, but by the end of the beach it seemed sunny again, so we climbed the steps to see the gannets. A much heavier shower saw most of the group heading for home, but I stayed for a while with Murray watching the birds.