I know I said there'd be photos of our walks all over adorable Wellington, but that's not happening because OMG, Piha. We picked up a rental car in Auckland and drove over the Waitakere Ranges to this little west coast beach where I'd booked us two nights in a cottage within earshot of the surf. Not many people are here because it is winter, and the locals are complaining about the cold, but that did not stop us from walking barefoot along the shore and watching the sunset.
[Sorry, just got a bit distracted for a moment because Michael asked me what day it was and I had to double check that we hadn't just missed our plane home. Nope, still leaving tomorrow, Thursday].
That was Walk Number Three of the day. We started right after breakfast with a climb up to the top of the headland at the south end of the beach to see something called "the gap," which we were suitably impressed by.
Then Michael Weston (some of you may remember him from my past) drove out with the lovely Billie and their dog Kahlo, and took us for a walk up to the Kitekite waterfall and to lunch at the Piha Cafe, where I had the best pie. Why is there no meat pie in America? Seriously, America. Pie, jet plane lollies, flat whites, where are they all?
It was lovely to see all the family on this trip, but two nights all to ourselves in this paradise has been a real treat also. We've done nothing but walk and eat and sleep and watch birds and admire the trees (seriously, the trees - kauri, nikau palms, punga ferns, pohutakawa...) Tomorrow we will have one last leisurely morning before heading back into Auckland for our flight home.