West coast beaches. Those great days when you snuggle up with jumpers and scarves and raincoats. The cabbage tree leaves slap against each other in the cool wind. Hands in pockets you clamber over sanddunes and through the long beach grass towards the enormous west coast waves. Salt water misty and brisk you brace against the wind and watch the cool air meet the hot of your breath. The dog has no fear of the icy water and chases the ball eagerly wherever it’s thrown, smiling her big toothy full mouthed ball-y grin as she runs towards you brimming with happy excitement.
“Cutter Rock – Whatipu”