Helping a friend required me to go to Upper Hutt.
Like Lower Hutt, Upper Hutt is essentially a dormitory city with a very large proportion of its citizens travelling to Wellington for work. Most of its streets are lined with trees and at this time of year, they are in spectacular spring blossom. Flowering cherries and apples, magnolia and kowhai add splendid colour to seemingly endless suburbia.
All of this beauty was under attack with a very strong wind yesterday, and the grass berms were littered under each tree with fallen blossom.
In the afternoon, I prowled Evans Bay for no particular reason. I had my wide angle lens mounted and decided to try it on the gear wheel set up as a memorial to the old Evans Bay Patent slip. I am always a little offended that something I remember seeing in action is now a museum piece. From an engineering perspective, it fascinates me that the large gear wheel from the mechanism that used to haul ships up the slip is bolted together. Equally fascinating is the way in which the spokes are joined to the rim with wood, presumably to cushion the pulses from the steam engine that drove it.
As the day reached its conclusion, the persistent wind painted its mark above the Eastern hills with a large lenticular cloud formation.
Enough for now.