Wicked path following all round the edges of the river estuary down to Paihia. Wooden bridges and looking down into clear blue green water with sun beaming through the head height ferns. A good start to the day.
I bet if I’d have taken me fishing rod in that kayak I’d have bagged us a fine fish fir dinner here… Although i hear those mullets are notoriously tricky to get bitting. Next time!
Some kind of bird here – walked like a Penguin but with a long gangly neck… A Ganet is it? Let us know if you know. There were bunches of them in the trees as we paddled and strode past. Pretty tame and busy with a whole load of shrieking raucous baby ones. How come babies are always louder than adults no matter the species?