photo 101 rehab
My Mum on winter frosts and cold cures.
In which telling the time symbolises the triumph of hope over adversity
Our last day on the Cape, the road was empty, the conditions easy ,and there was plenty to delay us.
We’re on our way from Tokomaru Bay to Whanarua Bay and the going is still slow.
Our next stop, an entire twenty-four minutes from Tolaga Bay by car, is Tokomaru Bay. This small bay reminded me of Calliope Bay, the setting for one of New Zealand’s great unread classic novels, Sydney Bridge Upside Down by David Ballantyne. (Some suggest Hicks Bay, further up the […]
We discover, not for the first time, that we are easily sidetracked.