The Cape

Hot, sunny and deserted was how we found Cape Reinga on the day we drove up.  Tara handled the 21kms of dodgy gravel road like a trooper, and was rewarded with such a stunning view.  I don’t think I will ever tire of looking at that lighthouse and that crazy meeting of oceans.

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I live in rural Auckland, New Zealand. Two boys, one big, one not so big and 2 boy dogs belong to me and I them. I love Coca Cola in all of its sugar-less forms and I love you internet. I take way too many pictures of my kids and collect them all here. This is what I am doing when I should be cleaning or cooking or doing other 'useful' things.