I could watch and listen to the ocean roar for hours. It's so soothing and a bit mesmerizing. The beaches at Napier have very steep drop offs, so the water churns into monstrous waves which are great for surfing, I hear. I just enjoy the foamy crests and the wind-blown mists.
These shots are at Waimarama, a little settlement at the end of a winding road.
Bare Island (Motuokura in Maori) got its name from the view from the shore. In reality, there was a fishing settlement on the outer side in 1769, as noted by Captain Cook. Today, after eradicating the rat population in 1990, it is home to blue penguins and other birds.