As I sit here, looking across the still, glassy waters of the bay, the view on a calm winter’s day, has me intrigued by my surroundings. Among the stillness, is a hive of activity, beckoning me! Explore? Or just simply sit, be still, and breathe.
I watch intently, and this is what I see:
A school of bait-fish bubbling on the silky Northland ocean surface, birds dive-bombing into the waters with great speed and precision for their next catch. Fantails fluttering about, a Tui pecking away at its usual spot in the gutter of the carport, framed by a teenage Pohutukawa tree. I see an Exercycle on my deck, withstanding the elements, waiting to be used… and I see a rocky point, where many a fish has been caught before.
Surrounded by nature
Bordering that dreamy water view, I see a Rimu, and a Kauri tree, (some of the giants of our Northland native flora and fauna here) planted way too close together. The race is on for them to outshine each other in height.
Across the bay, I see a mountain covered in trees except at the crown, which I’ve nicknamed “Monk hill” because of its bald spot.
I see a monumentous amount of native bush, (credit to those who had the foresight to plant it out) lined with a couple of light walking tracks, also home to all sorts of New Zealand bird life. Particularly the Morepork (also known as Ruru in Maori), Wax eyes, the Kereru. AKA Wood Pigeon. I am only now learning about bird life. To be honest I never really showed any interest in it until now! I’m the one usually breaking into a sweat if a bird flutters too close over my head! And probably still will! We have heard a Kiwi bird that religiously calls at certain times in the night. However, we have yet to be able to prove that one! It may also be a cheeky Morepork playing games with us.
(A Kiwi bird, is our national icon, it is what NZ residents are nicknamed after but have rarely ever seen them in person, as we fight to keep them from becoming extinct!)
I am not a pro fisher girl, boater, or hiker. Though I am sure I will have my own tips to share soon. Having learned from previous experiences, such as ending up on a loop track for 5 hrs after wanting to get out of the house with recovering sick children, preparation is key. So is reading signs, correctly.
I am no expert in the history, the things to see and do, or the culture. But I am here, and, willing to learn and get amongst it. Most importantly, let us not forget, I will usually have small humans in tow! It has been my dream to live so near to the water, and being amongst Northland native bush is an added bonus. Therefore, there is no time like the present to Get Out and About.
Jump on board, the more the merrier. Read more here.