It shoulders the two-lane road, come skidding off
the blaze-bright grass, the yellow sand, the reckless hills, the gentle, chiding sea;
sunlight, first of the morning. Here on the doorstep of the world, as it opens
we have cast out the lines, and we are waiting.
[Photo: State Highway 1, South Island; north of Kaikoura.]
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