By Dyonn Dimmock
MY FIRST visit to Harmers Haven produced sun, reflective clouds, some surprises and moments of quiet reflection.
MY FIRST visit to Harmers Haven produced sun, reflective clouds, some surprises and moments of quiet reflection.
A wonderful squeaky sand pathway entices visitors to explore around the corner.
Red browed finches browse on the steps down toi the bridge.
At the end of the pathway you look down on a timber foot bridge across the creek to
bush-covered sand dunes.
bush-covered sand dunes.
On the bridge, time stood still as I waited for the perfect moment when the clouds
would be reflected in the water.
would be reflected in the water.
A different perspective of the water changing colour and rippling against the bush-covered banks.
Footprints in the sand dunes on the other side of the bridge show how many people have enjoyed this journey before me. I think of them as “Imprints In Time”.
At the top of the sand dune. I stop to listen to the sounds of nature as the
marram grass rustles in the wind.
marram grass rustles in the wind.
Cape Woolamai stands watch as the waves create a constantly changing seascape.
The cliffs, the creek, the sea add up to a wonderful visit to Harmers Haven.