After three beautiful weeks in November, we thought we had turned the corner into summer.
Sadly, the weather in December turned stormy and our plans for Quentin’s birthday had to be rescheduled repeatedly.
(In fact, for one ten-day stretch, a low pressure system sat on top of the
North Island sandwiched between two high pressure systems, leaving us with nothing but clouds and rain.) In the end, he got to enjoy an afternoon with a few friends (from left, Jesse, Chris and John) at the Waiwera Hot Pools - thermal pools with water slides about five minutes from our house.
Just after Christmas, Quentin
finally went fishing with his brothers, Papa and Mike (Gerard’s mother’s husband).
The highlight of the day was catching a small sandshark. The low point was Papa’s constant “feeding of the fish” off the side of the boat. They returned with two snappers and two kahawai – the former was delicious and the latter should be left for bait (or dolphin and orca food).
