Being back in Golden Bay is like going through some sort of portal. I'm physically about as far from Vermont as I can be, yet I am so at home. People on the north island will tell you Golden Bay is where all the hippies are.
Pete and I spent another week at Patarau. Southwesterlies here usually bring an arctic chill and high winds. We got the winds, and crazy rough seas after a couple of fun surfing days. High winds made the most beautiful patterns with rocks and sand, a constantly changing landscape.
Pete and his surfboard
It was so windy on the beach it was hard to walk.
A change in the weather.