Kawhia had no power; fortunately we could buy some very fresh flounder from a local fishing vessel, which we fried up and ate for lunch in the park. As you can see, there are yachts on bouys here, but unsurprisingly there are many warnings posted about the sand bars.
The harbour here is huge, a many lobed inland sea. The entrance, however, is tiny, and Cook missed it completely. Many generations before, the Polynesians arriving on the canoe Tainui had found it. The chief and tohunga refused to land elsewhere, believing in a vision of their landing on this coast; they cruised up and down until they recognised the entry and came through to claim the area. The canoe is supposed to be buried in the hills above the town, behind the marae.