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| Lyall Bay |
The hot weather drove me to my favourite Wellington beach, Lyall Bay. The surf rolled in from Cook Strait looking luscious and inviting. I was seduced, but not fooled. I put on my wet suit, tucked my boogie board under my arm and eased myself into the shallows. No matter how hot on the beach, the sea is always cold here and today was no exception. For me a wet suit is a necessity for swimming in Wellington. I love the water and a little rubber between me and the waves keeps our relationship sweet.
The waves were big and boisterous and I jumped and gasped in delight as they pounded over me. A slight southerly was blowing and the waves tended to dump rather than hold their shape but there was enough to keep me interested. I caught a few good waves, pulling out before they tried to grind me into the sand on shore and remove some skin. Over to the left planes took off from the airport with regularity. Flying in and out of the city today would have been bliss as there was next to no wind. A few surfers were hanging out over that way too where the swell was at its best and were managing to catch a wave or two. They were also enjoying lolling about with the heat of the sun on their backs. A kite surfer played about a little further out beyond the breakers. People wandered on the shore in ones and twos and a few nestled into the sand heating up before a dip in the ocean.
The Cook Strait ferry appeared from beyond the airport and headed off towards the South Island. They are considering changing the destination of the ferries from Picton to Clifford Bay which will take forty minutes off the time of the crossing. Picton is a lovely seaside town and I always enjoys the trip through the Sounds but I can understand why they might want to shift the ferry landing to a more convenient spot.
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| Lyall Bay when the northerly wind is up |
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