A sacred and contemplative place, standing on the gemstone beach at Birdlings Flat is like standing on the edge of the world. Seldom will nature allow you so close to such dramatic force in relative safety.
The treacherous seas here rise and fall in perpetual grinding motion, hanging almost stationary as if confronting an invisible barrier.
Within this unrelenting environment these stones have emerged, ground to their beautiful orbital shape by the raw forces of nature over great expanses of time. Every rock beginning its journey high in the Southern Alps of New Zealand, travelling for millions of years to where it was found.
William Birdling (1822 - 1902) of Birdlings Flat