Many of us have made that drive around the bay into Bluff. The spirit of the town and industry as it is scattered over the hillside, across the long surface of the low laying land and sea, passed the Port cranes and to the tip of Tiwai Point. On the Sunday drive we head up Bluff Hill to see the storms coming in. Hirabayashi layers the brighnesst of the evening clouds, the steel grey of a cloudy day at sea and the threat of rain into the stillness experienced from in the car as we approach Motupohue