I'm still kicking myself that I didn't stop on the way into town on Wednesday. I was early for an appointment so had plenty of time. It had been a really cold morning and was followed by one of those beautiful, still days with blue skies. There was a light fog sitting over the glassy water of the harbour which had lifted a few hours later when I was on my way home.
This pukeko came running out of the bushes to see if I had anything for him. He soon lost interest when he saw the only thing I had in my hands was the camera. The rest area is right beside SH1, in the open speed zone. It's obviously become used to people giving it food. Why, oh, why would people be feeding it so close to the highway? It's like giving it a death sentence. They aren't the brightest of birds and have little road sense.
Back at home I had nearly missed out on the heavy machinery action. New tracks have to be put in linking the new farm to the old. I didn't want to watch the other machine as it was working very close to the water line to my house. A bit too close for my comfort.