In the week before quake #2, Elaine and I took off for the Coast to meet up with her sister Margaret at Okarito. We stopped at Arthurs Pass where I couldn't resist a conversation with the cheekiest of three kea...
|I am not feeding the kea. He is biting my finger and I am grinning from ear to ear!|
|Trans-Alpine at Otira|
And as for colour, I was enchanted by the Otira Hall where locals were holding a market. One of the ladies-in-charge gave me a run-down on the history of the hall which, with its sprung floor, was the venue for local dances in her youth, also doubling as a cinema.
|Smoko outside the Otira Hall|
At Hokitika I wanted to see the sea (from one coast to the other) and so we 'happened across' the driftwood sculptures on the beach. These too made me smile because while they had clearly originated in a competition, it was also apparent that spontaneous sculptures were colonising the beach in all directions.
|Mushrooms (driftwood and flat stones)|
|Cactus - and a study in grey|
More to come...