another in our series of long city walks, today we did the “go the distance” walk along the wellington harbour, and then extended it by walking the rest of the way home via the southern coast. 16.93 km (10.52 miles) from start to finish.
there is common phrase said throughout nz that “you can’t beat wellington on a fine day” (partly a dig by the aucklanders given we are prone to frequent southerlies) and today was definitely one of those fine days.
the tramp started at queens wharf where one of the local hardware stores was sponsoring a fishing-off-the-pier day for kids. a common fixture at events like this is the sausage sizzle where you’ll get a sausage from the grilled wrapped in piece of white bread. usually free or $1 – today was free courtesy of carters. you can see the jboss standing at the zero marker with her pre-tramp sausage
the city council and several organizations have rescued the hikitia – the world’s oldest working crane ship from the scrap yard. built in scotland in 1924 it has been in near continuous use since and is currently going through a detailed restoration. the air new zealand employees volunteers are striping an old window using dental tools…
we had to make a quick stop at the “santa line” so jackie could add a few things to her list. telecom sets up a giant tree in one of the parks along the harbour and has 3 santa line phone boxes for the youngsters (and the jboss) to pass along their wish lists.
row of boat houses along oriental bay. all along the oriental parade is a string of tiny parks. just one of the little things that makes a great livable city.
the panorama is from the bench in the shade under the overhang.
view of wellington harbour from balaena bay. the council has recently rehabs the park at evans bay adding these wooden loungers. the jboss stops for a snooze.
great old build at the bus terminal. surfers, swimmers and walkers along lyall bay.
lyall bay is one of the all times dog friendly beaches. during summer gromit is not allowed on our island bay beach between 9am and 7pm. dad and a wee one scrambling on the rocks with the rimutakas in the background.
wedding ceremony out on rocks near waitaha cove. the surfers waiting for a wave at houghton bay. i’m always amazed at how close to the rocks they are.
today we completed the longest and most challenging of the wellington city walks – the city to sea.
19.8km (12.3 miles) along the western ridge line from parliament to the southern coast.
except we did in reverse starting at our house, heading down to the island bay coast and then heading into the city.
5 1/2 hours after we started we arrived at parliament and caught a bus back to island bay – quite exhausted.
from the elevation map you can see that there was quite a climb.
starting our climb to the hills overlooking island bay. looking out at cook straight with taputeranga island in the foreground.
wildflowers lining the track. the jboss at the top of the ridge. many miles to go…
the jboss takes in the view of the island bay and the southern coast. in the unexpected category, a buddhist monastery in the hills overlooking island bay.
cricket and a kite
looking back to the southern coast – and then north towards the city and inner harbour.
the ultimate volvo with it’s own garden.
today we went for a tramp at queen elizabeth park along the western shore about a hour north of wellington.
we didn’t see the queen – but i’m guessing that she’s a bit harder to spot in her tramping gear.
we started in the middle of the park, walking north along the beach, then heading south on the inland path, before finishing with a walk north along the shore back to our starting point.
in the early days the shore was the primary highway for north-south travel in the region.
recently i’ve been using a gps receiver to tag the location of my photos. you can also get a great map of your tramp.
not the south part of central park – but a southern central park.
wellington has it’s own dog friendly small urban central park that has just been completed a rehab, so today we all went for a short tramp.
gromit was happy to see the water fountain has a built in dog bowl.
today was the first of our big city tramps – the southern walkway. 12km (75 miles) from island bay to oriental bay along the eastern ridge.
out starting point is shortland park, in island bay next to the coast. the old public toilets have been taken over by the dunes.
looking back on island bay and the cook straight from mount albert.
one of the many “workingmen’s bowling clubs.” this one quite secluded in the town belt.
the council has just complete a mountain bike skills area. i’ll say that we’ll be back to give it a try, but i should know better.
day 9 and i went for a milford sound cruise before i meet the jboss and her brother as they come off the milford track.
only two places to stay in milford sound – a small motel and a backpacker. I opted for the backpacker with a spacious double twin private room. and that completely describes what was in the room – 2 small twin beds. shared kitchen and large dorm style bathroom where in the common building. the fire safety card advised me my primary and alternative exits were the door and the window – not very comforting with them less than 1/2 meter (1.5 feet) apart…
nice view out of my room window.
this is view from the pier before getting on the boat for my cruise in the sound. the sound is actually a fiord (u shaped with steep walls formed by a glacier), but the first explorers incorrectly labeled it a sound (v shaped formed by a river) and the name stuck
since the walls both above and below the water line are so steep the boat can cruise right up to the water’s edge. the captain was able to brush the vegetation with the bow of the boat.
check out the lens on that guy’s camera. overcompensating perhaps?
did they all really have to go – or where they just so used to following the tour that they dutifully stepped up when they saw the queue?
here come jackie and john back from their tramp.
we’ve got a long drive to invercargill and soon hit the roard. the grassy plains of the eglington valley is my favourite stop on the milford track road.
less than 24 hours until george w is on his way back to a retirement filled with brush clearing, so i’m taking this last chance to blame him for an troubling miscarriage of justice.
in our previous visits to new zealand we had spent almost all of our time on the south island – the greener, wilder and more action packed half of nz – and when we were planning to move here we always assumed we would live on the south island.
then we ended up in wellington and have been keeping ourselves busy on the north island for the last 18 months. but our first trip to the south island was on the books for march. and it was a big one – the milford track.
the milford track is viewed by many as the finest walk in the world. the track is limited to 90 walkers a day and reservations open up each july 1st for the following year. last july i jumped on the booking system the minute it opened to secure our reservation for this march. even better jackie’s brother from chicago was able to join us for the tramp.
but unfortunately it is no longer in the cards for me – and i’m confident that somehow this is w’s fault.
my recovery from my fracture is progressing along – but not fast enough to allow me to go on the tramp.
adding a super sized dose of salt to the wound – the NY Times featured the Milford Track in this weekend’s Sunday edition.