Through drizzle and sunburst, breeze and sheep gates, the kids and I did a rousing 3+ mile hike this morning out on Godley Head. The only picture that accurately portrays the blueness of the water is below on the upper right… it was a startling turquoise, with swirls of darker blue as the waves rushed into the rocks below us.
Lots of other people had the same idea we had, of getting out in the springtime chill and rain to stretch out the old legs and enjoy the great outdoors. We passed people walking, families with small children, individuals with dogs, and several trail runners (my first time here was with James on an amazingly beautiful trail run I wrote about here).
At the end of our out and back walk, Calvin realized that he must have dropped his beloved raccoon hat… a grave tragedy! We scoured the ground as we walked back toward the car, and when we came around a corner, we saw a little furry raccoon face looking right at us. Someone must have put it up off the trail to make it easy for us to relocate it.
Right near the end of our trek, we came upon a small herd of sheep grazing, including an insistently boisterous and chatty lamb.
The final short leg of our journey we crossed the black sand beach of Taylor’s Mistake (origins of the name unknown). I turned my back for one minute and discovered Evelyn starting to build a sandcastle.
These kids are ready for some summertime. For now, though, a misty hike along the bluffs will have to suffice.