Waves of sun and wind
in the beauty of dead wood
dried by the sun
smoothed by the sand
sculpted by the Master’s hand
…I had the last waltz with you
two lonely people together…
and if you want to listen to this song (just ignore the small ad at the beginning)
Kohukohu is an historic settlement on the north shore of the Hokianga Harbour, and the traditional homeland of the Ngapuhi people. It is an area where Kauri was logged, and shipped in great quantities over the bar at the mouth of the Harbour. Records show that sixteen ships were lost when attempting the crossing, the last recorded being the schooner Isabella de Fraine which was lost with all eight crew in July 1928 after capsizing at the bar.
The name Kohukohu means ‘cursed’ in Maori. Apparently Kupe, one of the great Maori explorers, was angry because the food from the hangi (earth oven) was insufficiently cooked. Therefore he cursed those responsible using the word ‘kohu’. Because the word ‘kohu’ also has another meaning of ‘misty’, you can take your pick which one is correct.
From the south, Kohukohu is accessible by taking the ferry from Rawene. It has a thriving art community.
only thirty minutes away
you must visit Rangi’s Point
you’ll love it
she didn’t mention
winding shingle roads
up steep slopes not wide enough for us
and the logging truck we met
on a tight bend
by driving off the road
she wouldn’t have known
about the two little Maori boys
free-wheeling on a bicycle
waving to a truck driver
into the center of the road
brakes, and a sharp intake of breath
as we just missed them
was blue water and mangrove roots
further away than thirty minutes
unless your driving
if you meet that woman
don’t listen to what
for the not so word shy
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