The first time I saw this beach, more than 20 years ago, I fell in love with it, and I have revisited it as often as has been possible, probably around ten times by now. It lies very close to the small airport on the outskirts of the small city of Wanganui (wahn-gah-NOO- ee) on the southwestern coast of New Zealand’s North Island.
I have good friends who live very close to Wanganui and, shortly after my arrival in the country (in fact, on the same day), I traveled down from Auckland to visit them. I requested an outing to the beach and they were happy to fulfill the wish.
It has not only a happy mixture of black (volcanic) sand and lighter (shell) sand, which have different densities and form wonderful patterns in the prevailing winds, but also a very impressive natural collection of driftwood, which is always changing as a result of varying sea and weather conditions.