Thanksgiving as an organized festival, is not part of New Zealand’s history or culture. Nevertheless, as we emerge from that nightmare of a week with earthquakes and flooding, it is impossible not to be grateful for all that we have. When the Earth stops moving and the sun shines again, we look around and rejoice in the beauty of our land, in the caring of our people for those in trouble, and the comparative sanity and representative nature of our system of government.
It took a while for the weather to clear and there were some surly looking clouds for a while.
Meanwhile, down in Kaikoura, there was a concentrated effort to bring relief to those most affected by the earthquakes. One praiseworthy effort was that ships from the US Navy, the Canadian and Australian Navies joined HMNZS Te Kaha and HMNZS Endeavour in making their helicopters and cargo handling expertise available. When that task was done, the five vessels sailed as a flotilla back to Auckland which was their original destination to celebrate 75 years of the Royal New Zealand Navy. They stopped in Wellington en route presumably for PR purposes.
That night, I went around the Eastern Bays to see if I could catch a shot of the flotilla. Sadly the haze from a beautiful day rendered them almost invisible with their battleship grey paint. Never mind, it was a beautiful afternoon.
On Monday, Mary and I did a day trip into the Wairarapa, driving down the Western side of the lake. The remains of a once grand farm-house caught my eye.
The lake itself was not in a photogenic mood, so Mary suggested we go along the coast to Cape Palliser. Just near the cape, there is a set of rock pools which is used by New Zealand Fur Seals as a nursery and it is a pleasure to watch the pups and their mothers frolicking in the sheltered pools.
On the way back, at Mangatoetoe, there is a proliferation of wild flowers so I tried a low angle to capture Tapuae-o-Uenuku across the flowers and the strait.That summit is 153 km away. My next post will be from Brisbane.