Approximately Ring of Fire
In the Bay of Plenty there's plenty of small, conical volcanoes... some on land and some out to sea. This is Motuhora (Whale) Island, from Waiotahi Beach, near Opotiki.
White Island (not visible), is the most active of the islands.
How the Elephant Got His Trunk
In Huntly, whilst admiring the lovely power-station, I had an ephiphany. I was suddenly struck that here, at last, after all these years, had I finally seen a great grey-green greasy river... approximating, somewhat, the great grey-green, greasy Limpopo River of Rudyard Kipling's cautionary fable The Elephant's Child (or as it is colloquially known, How the Elephant Got His Trunk) from his Just So Stories collection. Suddenly, with piercing clarity, I could see in my mind just where it was that the Kolokolo Bird sent the Elephant's Child to find out exactly what it is that the crocodile has for dinner.
This river, of course, is the Waikato River rather then the Limpopo, and despite a thorough examination of both banks, did not appear to be all set about with even one single fever-tree.
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