We moored at the head of the pier, so it was easy to walk into town.
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| port of Tauranga |
We walked into town and over to the beach. |
| unique way to get coffee |
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| surf's up |
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this hare was staring at us from an upper window
(the house had two frogs climbing up the back wall) |
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| Scott wanted to let you know he was here! |
As we were aboard late afternoon, we noticed that there were a lot of sailboats out in the bay. Suddenly, they seemed to organize themselves into a series of races... sort of like the Wednesday sixpack races we used to see in San Diego and informal racing in San Francisco Bay. It was fun to watch.
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| the race begins across the harbor |
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| second leg |
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| a little jockeying for position |
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| downwind, with spinakers |
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