In a world of constant change it is comforting to have reminders of the way things used to be. This is how i felt about the iconic Waiheke bach hanging on to the hillside at the eastern end of Onetangi Beach. It seemed improbable in so may ways. To see it yesterday morning strewn down the hillside like a carelessly discarded bag of rubbish sent a chill through me like losing an old friend.

There are plenty of pictures on the web of the aftermath, lets just remember it like this.