The sun is behind us as it chases us in to Wellington Harbour.
We are aiming for the gap.
We were fortunate in Wellington because an old friend from my Conway days lives in Wellington and he had ‘volunteered’ to show us around. We’d both joined Conway on the same day, and had been in the same class, and we’d kept on touch since leaving Conway 1962.
Because private cars are not allowed on the wharf we used the ship’s shuttle in to the centre of Wellington, where we met my mate.
We considered using the cable car to the lookout, but decided to drive for convenience later in the morning.
Picture from the internet.
It was an interesting place because the terminus for the cable car was also a museum.
They had old railcars on display where the passenger sat on the outside (as well as the inside) – health and safety hadn’t been invented.
The above is a photograph of a photograph showing passenger of yesteryear. I didn’t see any lap straps, but in those times one was expected to look after oneself and not expect the State to do it for you.
Old St Paul’s the original wooden protestant cathedral, built in 1866. It is one the best examples of timber gothic revival churches in the world. When the new cathedral was built in 1964 this church ceased to be a regular place of worship, but still remains a consecrated church. The steeple is ‘stunted’ due to the high winds that Wellington has to suffer.
Maureen & our guide. Note the flags, which belong to the Royal Navy, the New Zealand Merchant Navy and the US Marines (second division), which were all stationed in Wellington during WW2.
The inside had a very calming feel. There were some people siting quiet praying.
I’m not big in to stained glass windows, but did like this one.
For my Welsh readers you’ll be pleased to know that the slate on the roof of the church is Welsh slate – the church was re-slated with Welsh slate in 1924.
New Zealand Parliament House- the building on the left is known locally as The Beehive. It houses the offices of the PM and various ministers as well as support staff.
Between the two buildings (the Beehive and the Parliament Building) there is a tunnel, which allows the ‘wets’ and the ‘dries’ to remain dry when they have to vote. OK, so it is a bad pun . . . if you’ve not heard about the ‘wets’ and the ‘dries’ look them up under British politics.
Parliamentary Library – to the left of this building is the Parliament Building and further left the Beehive.
Another lookout point, Mount Victoria.
and this is a Wellington summer . . . .at least I was able to wear shorts . . .
This year was my first visit to Wellington in 49 years.
I was third mate in the Juna (7,583 gt) in 1968 and we were alongside the wharf in Wellington on the 10th April, 1968.
On this day Wellington was hit by the worst storm since settlement in the early 1800’s.
The winds reached between 100 and 150 kts (185 to 280 kms / hr) and we on the Juna, had every rope that we had out to keep us alongside the wharf.
Around 6.00 am the ferry from Lyttelton to Wellington, the Wahine began to enter the harbor.
Wahine, just under 9,000gt
The Wahine had past the light house and had entered the harbout before being struck by the storm, which had become a cyclone. For a more detailed report may I suggest this site.
The Wahine lost steering and struck rocks, after which the captain ordered his passengers and crew to abandon ship. Some the lifeboats could not be used due to the list.
Some of the passengers made it close to shore on rafts and the waves dashed them against the rocks, and many were killed so close to the shore. In all there were 744 people on board, but 51 died as a result of the ship foundering.
Some of the lucky ones were helped by local people and the police.
I’ve used the above from news items of the day – if anyone wishes to know more and watch the troubled vessel check this link Wahine it is a ten minute news film of the ship in distress, and of some of those rescued. New Zealand history site for quick overview.
Even on a quiet day it looks dangerous.
The same area on a calm summer’s day when we visited the scene.
On a happier not we had lunch at the Chocolate Fish . . .apparently chocolate fish is the name of a local chocolate bar.
I had the fish, which was very nice, and it didn’t taste of chocolate.
As we left the restaurant I saw two ships alongside – ours was the one on the left and the one on the right was – The World – this is the closest that I will ever get to seeing The World.
As we arrived back to the Dawn Princess we had to pass The World.
I did like, what I think they are, spa baths on the balcony of The World, remind me to e-mail Princess Cruises . . . .