Saturday, 13 September 2014

North Piha Beach - Laird Thomson Track - Te Waha Point - Rose Track - Anawhata Road - White Track - North Piha Beach

Date: 12 September 2014
Party: Anna, Debra, Lesley
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Distance: 6.5 km
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Time: 2 hours
Notes: We had intended to do a Pararaha Valley walk, but decided that the rain might flood the swampy areas and make the stream and boardwalk impassable (and probably unfindable). So we went to Piha instead. A very misty, showery day and what an explosion of birdlife! - the tuis were raucous. We headed east of Lion Rock, and found the elusive entrance to Laird Thomson Track in the undergrowth. The ascent gave us lovely views over Piha and Whites Beach, and from Te Waha Point we could see right up the coast. We decided that the view of Whites Beach was enough for the day, and headed straight up a concrete track to Anawhata Road and the almost immediate descent to morning tea on White Track in a fantastic nikau glade. We managed to miss the rain thanks to an early start (7.30am at Shore Rd - outrageous) and only got slightly damp on the walk back to the car. We revisited the Piha Cafe, and were generously shouted coffees by Debra. Thanks! Good training for the Kepler in December, and a nice, green, mountainous memory for Anna before she heads off to Venice.






Sunday, 7 September 2014

Lynfield Cove Reserve - Wattle Bay - Waikowhai Bay - Cape Horn - Coastal Walk

Date: 5 September 2014
Party: Anna, Lesley
Map:http://www.aucklandcouncil.govt.nz/EN/parksfacilities/walkingtracks/Documents/manukauwalkwaysoverview.pdf
Map:http://www.aucklandcouncil.govt.nz/EN/parksfacilities/walkingtracks/Pages/manukaucoastalwalks.aspx

Distance: 9km
Elevation: From below sea level to 70m

Time: 2 hours 45
Notes: We started at Lynfield Cove Reserve, after following the dizzying instructions of the GPS lady (can they really not get her to say Ave, or Rd? All that technology and she still speaks Latin?) We set off up, then down, then up, then up a bit more then down. I would be lying if I said I knew where, exactly, we went. Anna fell over. She was covered in mud, and whacked her vertebra on the way down. We snapchatted this to Elizabeth, home in bed with the 'flu, who no doubt appreciated that she was home safe in bed and not being subjected to the upness and the downness and the slippery mud. We walked across a lot of slippery beach too. We decided mud had a profound effect on the real estate on this harbour, as opposed to that Other One. There were crunchy oyster shells to walk on and a mysterious house in Cape Horn with its own sign, but no sign of life. The best part was the huhu grub which should have its own show:







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Mangere mountain

Mud Lark