And still the great weather persists.
Yesterday (Tuesday), we took our grandchildren over to Martinborough where their parents David and Rowena have rented a holiday cottage for a few days. Ants and Sarah came too, in their own car since we had insufficient seats for everyone. Then, in a three-car convoy, we set out to Cape Palliser. A candidate for the most photographed place in the Wairarapa must be the fishing village of Ngawi where the boats are launched and retrieved on the steep pebbled beach by means of heavy welded trailers, each towed by its own bulldozer.
The trailer wheels look as if they are salvaged from old earth-moving machines. The trailers are made from old girders welded to make massively over-engineered cradles into which the boats drive at some speed until they can lash themselves to the sides. Then the big diesels open up and the long draw-bars haul the whole arrangement up to the roadside where family wait with plastic fish-baskets and ice to carry the haul away to a chiller. On previous visits, most of the fleet was out of the water. On this occasion, the fine weather resulted in a lot of retrievals as I watched.
From there, we carried on through the village and beyond to Mangatoetoe and over the ford, around the rocky foreshore road to the seal colony at Cape Palliser. After a happy lunch, we went looking for the seals.
The New Zealand fur seals are not hard to find, and sometimes almost too easy. You know you are in trouble when a seemingly innocent rock proves to have fishy halitosis and rears up to suggest you choose another route.
Cape Palliser is one of three major colonies around the South Coast and we were fortunate to see a school of pups playing in the nursery pool.
The family decided to do the climb (253 steps up and down) up to the lighthouse while I went looking for images at a lower level. The vessel on the skyline may be “Caribbean ID” bound from Wellington to Tauranga to collect more logs.
It was a wonderful day.