It was fun. I've learned now that those three words are a teenage seal of approval. And that's how we describe ice skating at Mission Bay, juxtaposing a winter activity against a setting of sand, sea and Rangitoto.
We bus along the waterfront to the portable rink, in residence at Selwyn Reserve for the school holidays, with sessions starting on the hour from 9am to 9pm. We hire skates, similar to ice hockey skates with great ankle support, and take a "learn-to-skate penguin" (with handles where ears would be, if penguins had ears - odd, but effective) to hold for stability.
Today's noon session includes just 22 skaters, although the rink caters for up to 100. There are littlies and hovering parents, plus a few teens, all mainly novices staying close to the edge in case they need to grab the rails. Mornings are popular with young families, while the lit-up-at-night sessions attract teenagers and others who like to skate under the stars.
My son Jamie and his mate Louis are soon at ease, having skated occasionally when they were little, although Louis' long legs mean he has further to fall than me or Jamie. So he quickly becomes adept at self-correction.