Home, my other home

To get to my favourite beach on earth we must first take a tiny peek of my favourite view where I grew up.  Napier. New Zealand.beach-013

The fishing boats. beach-005

I rode past these boats on the way to school… beach-008

every day for years. The beach where I grew up was too glary for a good shot.  But it is still there. beach-019

So I drove out to Mahia. I have a superstition that I always have to look back to Napier when I am leaving. I don’t know why, but this is what you see when you look back at my home.  And where I am standing for this shot was what I was looking across the Bay TO, every day of growing up.  Amazing isn’t it. beach-025

It takes two hours to drive out is Mahunga Beach.  But hush, it is our secret. beach-032

It is simply the most beautiful beach in the world. beach-030

Enough said.beach-032

Good morning. Last night we ate pan fried freshly caught Gurnard, from this beach.   Today the bach will be empty so I am going to take a writing day, all to myself, a little present to myself, but not until I have walked as far as I can up this beach and back.  There are no motels, or hotels, or shops, or crowds here. Just a wee collection of beach houses,  and a few beachcombing New Zealanders . You would love it. beach-039

Maybe I will have a little swim. We will have to see.

Have a lovely day.

celi

54 responses to “Home, my other home”

  1. How long ahead did you plan your 500th to come up just where it did 🙂 ? Congratulations and thank you for the daily gift you give . . . Am laughing at Mad Dog remembering that wonderul film . . ! Have to dig it out of my libarary: on tape before the DVD days?

  2. Celi, you grew up in heaven! I’m at the bach too, and what a deliciously simple life it is. May have the first swim today, we’ll see.

  3. Thanks for sharing your other home with us, I remember I went Christchurch about 30 years ago, the trip was amazing, till now the scenery, the smile of the people are so unforgettable ! Thanks!

  4. The water is just stunning…love that color! As is the beach. What a lucky girl! Such a delightful place to grow up. I love the water and miss it so as we are landlocked here…but so are you on the farmy. Must be tough some days! Congrats on your 500th post. Thanks for sharing these lovely places with us.

  5. Oh dear, you must desparately miss such a beach – and all its fragrances – when you’re on the prairie. I don’t envy you at all.
    Christine

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