Muriwai is a special place, even on a second visit and probably on all visits. The gannets were pairing up, which was loads of fun to watch – they stretch their necks to the sky and twist them around each other in a graceful dance. This time the tide was even lower than our last visit so we were able to explore the caves. Finally, we met a nice family on the beach and some of their nine kids. One of their children was named Zion who was about Quentin’s age but got along best with Isaac. Gerard was wearing his Zion National Park t-shirt, which Zion found interesting. Turns out, they are Mormon and would like to visit Utah next year. We were at Muriwai for over four hours and we returned home exhausted but satisfied with our return visit.
