We arrived back from Queenstown on Thursday into the teeth of a rising Northerly gale.
Yesterday’s winds peaked at about 133 km/h. In Oriental Bay, there was an odd combination of grey cloud, green water and some thin sunlight.
I wondered if I could get away with a multi-shot panorama, as they are remarkably fussy when it comes to getting smooth transitions between the waves on each of the images. I seem to have got away with it, though you might have to click to see the larger image to be sure.
I got some lunch at the Kilbirnie shops and ate in the car at the airport end of Lyall Bay. I should have known better than to put my camera down, because I watched an apparently normal approach by a Jetstar A320 turn pear-shaped. A vicious gust rolled it 10 or 15 degrees from horizontal which looked much more terrifying than it sounds. The pilot obviously thought so too as the throttles were slammed open and it executed a very decisive go-round. When it returned for another try about ten minutes later the landing was much less dramatic, but I suspect it was one of those flights where the relieved passengers burst into applause when the wheels touch down.
Smaller planes seemed to suffer less for some reason, and the ATRs and the Q300s came in quite steadily, despite the heavy gusts rocking my car. Then a smaller aircraft still came into view. The Cessna 510 Citation Mustang has the words Robert Jones Holdings Limited on its side so I win no prizes for identifying it as ZK_RJZ, the private business jet of Sir Robert Jones who no longer has to suffer the indignities of safety briefings, cockpit announcements and security checks. It came in fast and steady. Personal business jets are still a rarity in New Zealand.
That’s all today.