The sadness of this image was multiplied by a thousand when we first found the horse.
The beach at the mouth of the Hokianga harbour was deserted, as always. We were the only people there and, at first, we didn’t see it. It was a rock… a piece of driftwood…
Opinions were divided as to the cause of death. Was it a fall from the cliff behind it, or did it struggle in the violent sea for hours before it ran out of fight? We hoped for the former; a quicker death, but unfortunately it turned out to be the latter. In the end, we discovered that there are wild horses much much further up the coast. A large herd roaming the forest behind ninety mile beach, 300 hundred strong.
But now 299.
(This post follows on from the Hammerhead Shark on Takou Beach and the Strange Jelly Eggs all over Matauri Bay)