Yesterday was a desperate day.
I had so much happening socially and domestically that finding time and circumstances for photography was very difficult. On the way to lunch with former Dairy Board colleagues, I was caught in traffic on Aotea Quay. The Bluebridge ferry, Straitsman was backing into its berth, bang on time near 11:30 am, so I rolled the window down, grabbed the nearest camera and snatched this shot. She’s a funny little ship, as high in the water as the Interisland Line’s Kaitaki, but about half the length. I would be curious to know how she handles rough seas. When a ship is moving, I am always intrigued to see where the people on board might be seen. I spotted crew at the stern waiting to handle the moorings, and some passengers up on the upper decks. The bridge crew are almost certainly on the port wing since she is coming alongside the wharf on that side.
And then I just ran out of time, ferrying friends, and taking care of grandchildren who are with us for a couple of nights. Sheer desperation drove me to attempting to catch coffee dripping.
That wasn’t too exciting so how about the new glass electric jug coming to the boil.
Oh rats! Better luck today, perhaps.