Bay of Plenty/Coromandel
As the cold numbing waves rolled up and down along
the beach, the sea gulls chirped and squeaked battling
for the food such as the slimy fierce
eels on the end of lines.
And as they reeled one in, it was mobbed by starving gulls angrily fighting for the wriggling fish.
At the other end of the beach, were tables of people happily dining at the fishing club. Orders were ringing, tables were filling up as families gathered for the sought-after fresh fish coming in off the boats.
Everyone loves the peace and quiet. It was the perfect place for chillaxing