Before resuming my journey north, I made a short detour to Front Beach and King's Beach. (I was going to say that I also visited the Flagstaff Hill cafe for coffee and mango cheesecake, but that sounds so utterly implausible I thought you'd never believe it.)
Pied oystercatchers searched for food just above the water line, while a pair of sacred kingfishers (
Todiramphus sanctus) hunted for stragglers stranded in pools by the receding tide.
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Sacred kingfishers at Bowen's Front Beach