PIMANU MEANS THE CRY OF THE SEA GULL. THIS IS A VISUAL PLEA TO PRESERVE THE NESTING GROUNDS OF ENDANGERED WADING BIRDS. IF IT FAILS, A TOWN OF 350 HOUSES WILL OCCUPY THE BASE OF THIS SANDSPIT.
“What will the world be, once bereft of wilderness and wet,” wrote poet G.M.Hopkins almost two centuries ago. Our grandchildren may be doomed to find out...