By the trail of the moon...

happy easter time, but i want to share, not a chocolate egg, but a different kind of feast with you.

one for your eyes....

The moon was at it's fullest on Saturday, lighting up the night sky.

Maybe it was because of this and some innate animal instinct that made me say - "Hey Gilly, lets go for a drive & have an adventure"

I would like to say it was a quiet night but no...in the evening wind drifted the energetic voices & stomps of the kapa haka (kapa meaning 'group and haka refers to a Māori dance) from the local high school...

We have a good vantage point and it feels electric up the hill. I knew it! It was worth venturing out!

Eager for exploring, with me in tow, we head to the Omapere pier...Gilly says it can be good fishing by the trail of the moon.

The pier is empty...calm reigns!

Rod in the water, there are a few bites, but in the dark its hard to see whats really going on....fishing on the edge...

Even at this time of the day there is one thing your eye is drawn to...you can't escape from it in the Hokianga.

The dunes seem to just glow in the moonlight...but we have to keep going. Our appetite for night adventures still not sated.

Another pier with a jetty, this time we are not alone, but that only adds to the warmth in the glow of the street lights.

Its busy on the roads, cars keep cruising by, a flood of beams hit me & I feel like a cat burglar who's been caught in the act...

The waves roll on in displaying subtle shades of night. A never ending mexican wave. A call to action, but finally we concede to the night.

It's time to go home.