Its become an obsession of mine the route out the back of camp along the river to the mouth where it opens into the Pacific Ocean. Murky red with iron that seems to come straight out of the rocks. Starts muddy with weaving vegetation making a plush carpet along driftwood grave yard of hundreds of years old trees hundreds of years washed by the sea after a tumble from the sand rock cliff landslides through the aggregate plains of rocks in perfect nugget sizes around the sandy bin to the beach.

T

aking the tide 2ft and heading out you have time to make it all the way to iron springs and time to spare for all of the offshoot trails/private walk ways up to beautiful clif views.

With the massive super low grade beach cresting the edge of the mouth of the river creates this amazing walking on mirror affect with clouds under and above the land.