The ladies arrived right on time last Sunday at the Blenheim airport. What fun to see their familiar faces and to load them up in our little creaky Nissan and drive back to Picton. It is a treat to see NZ through someone else's eyes and to share all the wonderful food, wine, and scenery with such an appreciative audience.
Today, we are by ourselves again and there are two empty bedrooms, so if any of you decide at the spur of the moment to jump on a plane and come in this direction, we'll be here until March 31.
We went to Wellington by ferry on Friday, leaving at 6:25 a.m. on the Interislander. Since the port is only 5 minutes from our apartment, we ONLY had to get up at 5:00 a.m. However, we were rewarded with an elegant sunrise going out through the Tory Channel to cross the Cook Straits to Welly. We had previously scheduled the trip for Saturday, but saw a cyclone was headed in our direction, so sailed a day early. It was a good choice because we were on the last ferry coming back from the north island on Friday evening. All the later ones were cancelled due to the storm which caused a great deal of damage on the north island on Saturday. We had heavy winds and rain, but were snug in bed by the time it hit.
Here's one of the maganificent seals at Kaikoura. They were all over the rocks and beach. He postured more than the prime minister and was much less friendly.
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