I thought you might enjoy reading about my latest late-midlife crisis, which started when I found an end of range boogie board for sale just after we arrived here in Feb. It was $7. So this essential purchase has been in our hire car, unwrapped, waiting for the suitable opportunity to use it which finally arrived at our visit to the giant Te Paki sand dunes just north of where we stayed at the wonderful Protea Park Farm Houhora, in the Northlands (top of the North Island).
It’s been a few years, (well actually 45), but it’s like riding a bicycle right?
I’ll let the pictures do the talking but suffice to say there is a fine line between hurtling downhill at 60km an hour on a piece of compressed plastic while having your face sandblasted back to a baby-like complexion, and lying prostrate on the same bit of plastic doing an impression of a giant turtle laying its eggs. And I never found the right side of the line.
The dunes. Much higher and steeper than they look here. You can see the slope used by the brave.
Realising I should start on a more gentle incline, I found what I thought was a suitable nursery slope.
Heather was enthralled.
I launch myself (the slope is again much steeper than it looks, promise).
Oh dear. Maybe it’s the wrong type of sand.
Understandably disappointed with what she has seen, Heather goes back to the car (when she stops laughing).
I follow Heather back to the car, my sand boarding days clearly behind me. Oh well, at least I didn’t have to hire a board, which would have been $15 – so I saved $8 there… And with my buff covering my face, and my embarrassment, I preserved my neck.
And if you know anyone who needs a lightly used boogie board which has had one just careful owner…..