Waikato River Walkway.

First light on any day is special. A time of promise. I spent that first hour of Sunday morning walking ( with my camera ) along the walkway on the city side of the mighty Waikato River in Hamilton City.

Walkways on both river banks extend for many kilometres, consisting of cobbled paths , steps and bridges. Even a troll bridge ( you remember -trit trot, trit trot, over the rickety bridge ) - I listened carefully to see if I was challenged by," Who goes there? " But nothing.

I wasn't alone. There were folk learning canoeing on the river, many ducks quacking and many other water fowl circling and landing. The water level was below normal but still flowing strongly. It was on the banks that the drought showed and odd trees were dead .

There were runners and doggie walkers; cyclists and one mad racing cyclist who approached so fast and so silently behind that I was startled. There was as always in these public places - rubbish; some dropped; some blown and even some deposited by the river itself, left high and dry. Nature left a few treasures too - the best I heard first.Plonk. Plonk. As acorns ( still in their pipes ) from a mighty oak dropped to the cobbles.

A kind lady, also walking asked if I'd like her to take a photo of me gazing down on the river. So there I am. I love new and interesting walks and breakfast later tasted good and was earned!
It was only 24 hours away but I enjoyed the different scenery.