Thursday, January 12, 2006
Tairua
We drove out through the Bombay Hills--honestly, that's what they're called--to Tairua on the Coromandel Peninsula. Walked to the beach via a grassy knoll in the shadow of a volcanic cone, where people actually live and helicopter in, I was told.
Later that night we went out to see if we could find a kiwi at the reserve, inspite of scoffers (members of our own family!) who said we would never see one. We think we saw three, little yellow eyes lighted by the moon. Right, Jemma?
We also had to see a real pukeko bird at Western Springs, a park very much like Vondelpark in Amsterdam.
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