New Zealand and its Bay of Islands continues to amaze.

No swell, pristine, peaceful, idyllic. This bay is delightful.

Awaking as dawn was breaking, on looking out the portal I discovered mist arising in the valley over the hill. Drifting westward, it wended it way out over the water, gradually engulfing the distant yachts resting at anchor.

The rude sound of dinghies motoring off, carrying their pilots off for a spot of fishing interrupted the chorus of the awakening birds.

That aside, the colours of the day were spectacular!


and blues.


Note: To prevent confusion, Saliander will be referred to by her new name of Australis 1.