the waka are out again
on the big river
blades slipping through
brown water, backs bending
to take the strain
and always that guy
with the megaphone…
A cold mid-winter day, and another walk towards the mouth of the mighty Whanganui River. Once a busy port with international callers, now just a sleepy backwater – although there are plans afoot to revive the port for inter-Island ferries. Remains of past glories are marked by rotting piers beloved by ducks and other birds.
on the mud flats
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