Cape Kidnappers

So we stare at this amazing piece of coastline across the bay from where we are eveyday. It is covered with massive cliffs jutting this way and that, and it leads to this point called Cape Kidnappers, where the Maoris kidnapped Captain Cook's translator's son. We found a day where a good chunk of us at the backpackers could get together for a bike ride out to this point. Doug, the backpackers' owner, rented us some bikes and drove us out to a good starting point, and we were off.

Here you see us on our bikes. If you look, you'll notice we're short one. That's because we had a tandem bike, and somehow Michael and I ended up on it. We bear down a lot of weight one two wheels and would sink into the sand sometimes, but we managed. We had to pass the world's largest mainland gannet (a kind of bird) colony which smelled like stank. And beyond that we found this beautiful beach you see in the first photo just for the six of us to enjoy.