The weather was hot, the black volcanic sand burnt our feet (that's why surfers always run to the water, I reckon!) and the waves were up! Piha was the only place to be on such a day! The lifeguards were out in force and the rip tides visible.
Surf's up !
The beach was dotted with brightly coloured towels and sunbathers. After picnicking the girls and I decided that it was time they too, climbed Lion Rock, to the top.
Lion Rock beckons
So far, only Greg and I had done this. It's a steep climb but worth it for the views (the last blog on Piha was about my maiden journey up this very Rock)
Girls at the bottom steps
The ascent begins
As you can see, there's just a piece of rope hammered into the Rock.
Half-way views
Pause for breath
Spot the pohutukawa
The pohutukawas are just beginning to flower on the Rock.
Flowering flax and the view
Three quarters of the way there
At the top!
At the Guardian of the Rock
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