Foxton is located between Levin and Palmerston North, and the smaller coastal settlement of Foxton Beach (where we are camping) is located six kilometres to the west, close to the mouth of the Manawatu River. Foxton was named after Sir William Fox, and has a history of flax stripping, which was used to make wool packs, matting, and rope. These days, the flax industry is long gone, and Foxton is just another small town – albeit one with a whole lot of history.
Welcome to Foxton
There was not much sun over our three day weekend camping at The Manawatu Caravan Club grounds at Foxton Beach, just plenty of rain to fill the town water tanks. Luckily there was a hall available for us to gather in over the course of the weekend.
Parked up at Manawatu Caravan Club grounds
During morning tea a fellow camper who has a permanent caravan on site came in wanting to know who had the Birman in their caravan. “That’s us”, we told her. Pam was a breeder of these lovely cats and has a personal number plate on her car to prove it “KAT 2 NV”, (cat to envy). We invited her back to meet up with our Muffy, and she gave her a good going over, pronounced her fit and healthy, and even clipped her claws for us. But……she told us, Muffy’s tail was a little on the short side, so it was just as well that she wasn’t a show cat. Never mind, we think she is lovely, short tail or not.
A “Pot Luck” meal was planned in the hall for Saturday evening, and as usual on these occasions, a fine assortment of tasty dishes arrived to grace the table.
Pot Luck meal
To celebrate “Queen’s Birthday” there was a competition organised on Sunday evening. The men had to make a crown for their queen and place it on her head. The four ladies sat still as as consorts fluttered and fluffed about, with varying degrees of knowledge and finesse in the art of crown making, and at last all four crowns were duly completed and reverently placed on the heads of their own particular queen.
Aren’t they a picture of regal-ness?
We called on resident Pam, the Birman breeder who we had met earlier, to be the judge. After a lot of deep thought, she declared Barbara the winner. Barbara’s hat was festooned with their collection of National and Regional Rally ribbons.
Barbara with her crown of rally ribbons 
Foxton is the place to be
Meanwhile, in between the showers, another glorious sunset was colouring the western sky.
Sunset at Foxton Beach
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