Whangarei Heads

We had a lovely week at Whangarei Heads under the watchful eye of Mt Manaia. Early mornings were a good time for a walk on the beach with Dada or Granny and Papa. (Mama usually slept in)

 Emo fringe? Looking for rocks to throw in the sea.

 

The low sun made lovely shadows.

Collecting shells must run in our genes. I collected a few Kina shells and I also found a wee collection of shells in EV's pocket (on the right).

Dada wrote her name in the sand and EV had to have a dance on it