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| This time the picture does all of the work for me; how neat is that? | This is our route, as you will see we join the train well south of Auckland but we travel to the end of the line. | Mount Ruapehu. This is one the highest montains in New Zealand and the highest in North Island at 2797 metres. |
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| Welcome to Otorohanga, Kiwiana Town, they call it and these tiles have the best picture of a kiwi that I am ever likely to get (bottom right). Now, look I'm not saying that kiwi are shy ................... | Otorohanga station is a suitable size for the town and for the one train that passes through here each day. At least it was on time. | Some local ladies enjoying the benefit of Vera's views? No, the luggage gives it away .... Jan, Ronnie and Lynn enjoying a rest (and a chinwag) after an exhausting coach ride this morning! |
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| It's a neat idea to save the hotel lots of money and they say they are helping the environment - well the environment in our room was blue, not green when I saw this. | My word I had to work hard to get this photo. I had to abseil down from the train to the bottom of the ravine (tricky), take the photo and then scramble 5 km to meet the train further down the line ..... exhausting! | Steven, our very relaxed and helpful tour guide on the left and Peter, nominally our North Island coach driver but he also gives a running commentary as we travel and is very knowlegable and entertaining. |
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| Yes, this is my idea of a safe cablecar. WilF does not like suspension cablecars; they are not safe and the world is littered with the wreckage of many disasters involving them. Funicular is good! | NZ Parliament main entrance. No fuss, we all just strolled up and photographed it. | It was very hard to choose a picture from the rose gardens, the display was so spectacular. This one I believe is called Superstar. |
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| Today we leave Windy Wellington, city of contrasts. This looks like a dolls' house in amongst the high-rise blocks, but is in fact a real one. | This is typical of the type of domestic architecture here in Wellington but there is a wide variety of styles. | Wellington, apart from being windy, is built on hilly ground so the city stands on many levels. It os New Zealand's capital city but it is relatively small and has a friendly and relaxed feel. |
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| The route map of our crossing of the Cook Strait shows that we travel westwards to reach South Island but we end up at the same latitude as Wellington. Whilst the scenery leaving the confines of Wellington Harbour is certainly very picturesque it is no match for that of Queen Charlotte Sound. | It is hard to select between all the photos that I have taken on this ferry crossing but the main point is that, in the Sound we are completely surrounded by spectacular views. | Looking back over the ship's stern along the Sound gives a good impression of the scale. |
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| Another lovely scene showing many islands off to the starboard side as we travel through the Sound. | Our arrival in Picton Harbour. | Ferry berths are well organised. |
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| Nelson, City of Trees they say .... and there are at least 13 varieties in this little park on Church Hill. If I lived in Nelson I would spend a lot of time here. | Nelson Cathedral; this small cathedral is perched on Church Hill. Perhaps it does not look very special in my photo but it gave me a few minutes of peaceful contemplation and I suspect that it is much loved by the people of Nelson. | The bell tower is unusual, to say the least and there are many glimpses of it to be seen through the tress as you walk a full circle around the park. |
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| With trees as green as these, there is no need of Rain Moisture enough there is in rock where seeds will sprout again Cicadas sing their songs of joy all the day and night There is no need for aught else, except God's guiding light |
With trees as green as these there is no need of Sun Heat enough there is in rock where warmth will always come Nightingales do sing at dusk, some say they sing at dawn There is no need for further life except God's gentle fawn |
With trees as green as these there is no need of Air Air enough there is here so I think it is quite fair Insects do not come here except those cricket types There is no need for more winged beasts in this town so nice |
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| We have a tour of the Montana winery and a wine tasting here. This is the largest winery in New Zealand. | Our local winery at Hondon de los Nieves boasts only two fermenting vats, Montana is doing things on a much larger scale. | These are the oak vats used for maturing the wine; different varieties of oak impart very different characters to the wines. |
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| We join the Trans Coastal railway at Blenheim for the trip to Christchurch | The engine and coaches are a little ancient but a plaque assures us that our carriage was renovated in1992. | For the first half of the trip we cling to the Pacific coast, then we travel a little inland amongst stunning mountain scenery |
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| Hector's Dolphins playing to the crowd, my camera just happening to be in the right place at the right time........ | No, not penguins, cormorants (keep up on the back row!) | Eight million pounds worth of Spanish yacht sailing along with us, but we enjoyed ourselves more! |
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| This beautiful old cottage has been sympathetically restored | And this explains about the cottage | The tea rooms with such fantastic views |
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| The tea rooms gardens have these fantastic views over the bay area. | Diamond Harbour Jetty. | The Diamond Harbour ferry which goes across the bay to Christchurch. |