East Coast Bays is the collective name for a series of small suburbs of North Shore City, in the Auckland metropolitan area of New Zealand, which line the northeast coast of the city along the shore of the Hauraki Gulf and Rangitoto Channel. Prior to the 1989 local body reforms, the area was a city in its own right, known as the City of East Coast Bays.
The suburbs, from north to south, include Long Bay, Torbay, Browns Bay, Rothesay Bay, Murrays Bay, Mairangi Bay and Campbells Bay. They stretch for nine kilometres from Castor Bay, Milford, at the northern end of Lake Pupuke to Toroa Point, at the northern limit of the contiguous Auckland urban area.
Within the area of the East Coast Bays are numerous high schools, including Long Bay College and Rangitoto College, the largest high school in New Zealand with over 3,000 students between Year 9 and Year 13 of their schooling ('Form 3 to Form 7') attending in 2004.
East Coast Bays is also the name of an electorate from which an MP is elected to serve in the New Zealand Parliament. Its current MP is Murray McCully.
Famous quotes containing the words east, coast and/or bays:
“We have a great deal more kindness than is ever spoken. Maugre all the selfishness that chills like east winds the world, the whole human family is bathed with an element of love like a fine ether.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“The Boston papers had never told me that there were seals in the harbor. I had always associated these with the Esquimaux and other outlandish people. Yet from the parlor windows all along the coast you may see families of them sporting on the flats. They were as strange to me as the merman would be. Ladies who never walk in the woods, sail over the sea. To go to sea! Why, it is to have the experience of Noah,—to realize the deluge. Every vessel is an ark.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“It is true, we are such poor navigators that our thoughts, for the most part, stand off and on upon a harborless coast, are conversant only with the bights of the bays of poesy, or steer for the public ports of entry, and go into the dry docks of science, where they merely refit for this world, and no natural currents concur to individualize them.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)