Washed away...nearly

Random incident...we were watching the waves lap against the coast at some "flats" near Christchurch on our way to Akaroa, about 5 metres away from the highest point the waves had come to. Michelle casually pointed out a big wave coming towards the shore and we laughed at this couple who were far too far out and were clearly going to get wet. We soon stopped laughing when the wave came a good 20 metres higher than all the others had! The poor couple simply held on to each other as the water reached knee height on them...I remained dry using my speed from the rugby field to leg it up the beach (that is a joke for those that don't know as I am extremely slow on the rugby pitch), but Michelle was even slower and got wet up to her ankles.

I got a bit of grief for leaving her behind to get wet, but which is better - two of us wet or one?! Michelle has since been referring to it as a bit of a near death experience!