|A big but plain beach at Uretiti|
We really wanted to hang out somewhere nice or do this elusive fishing trip, but again the conditions weren’t favourable. We had a place on the West coast recommended to us which was aptly named ‘Bayly’s beach’ so on the 19th of May we pulled up to a small campsite where we enjoyed chatting to holidaying or retired locals who were enjoying their own country, including a couple of characters who had drunk a few too many and were blurting out country music. We enjoyed another beach walk the next day. Distinguishing features of Bayly’s Beach are the cool trees that looked like charcoal making up the sand bank and the multiple ripples of waves crashing simultaneously.
|A powered site occupied by a cat at Bayly's Beach|
|Enjoying the windswept sands in my namesake beach|
|Stopping for a photo on the way back as the clouds came|