Signs all over the coasts, including limits on you-pick-'em mussels, snails, cockles |
Shaowfax approaches |
The East Cape light-house |
800 steps; no thanks |
All of it on a big horse ranch |
East Cape |
Island neighbor |
There was no parking nor camping at the Cape itself wherefrom you could see the sunrise...so we drove back a few miles along the coast looking for a spot |
Note surf spray |
Big beautiful pohutakawa trees all along this coast; must be incredible in December |
Major spray |
We stopped so I could boldly walk out on the shelf in search of free bi-valves |
At every moment reminding myself not to step into the open jaws of a giant clam (major literary allusion...) |
The whole thing reminded me of a coastal/tidal burren (as in Ireland) |
Mostly snails and a few cockles on offer; no mussels |