Erik and I were hoping for one last sunny beach before we headed south to Wellington where we knew it would be much chillier and we somehow stumbled on an anomaly. We came up with a few theories, but the most likely are that we came at low tide which revealed much of what is normally underwater and there are no rocks at all in the area that would normally damage pieces tumbling in from deeper waters. As you can see there wasn’t a broken or chipped shell on the entire beach. Everything was perfectly intact. Standing on that beach I was so appreciative of the still untouched beauty of New Zealand.