Picton lies at the end of the Queen Charlotte sound, an amazing twisting and turning route picked out by the ferry at the nothern tip of South Island.
Picton itself was originally a whaling station - little more, and it's still pretty small. Infact it's probably not much bigger than Dursely, yet it is a nodal point in NZ. The railway starts here and heads south, rolling stock coming off the ferry as well as people and cars.
We were there for two nights and it was a welcome relief to stop and do nothing for a while after all that relentless driving. A chance to catch up on the laundry and diaries and stuff.
To be honest we didn't do some of the things we could. like going on cruises and swimming with dolphins (not quite sure about that myself) but it was great jut to walk around looking at the place.
The next evening I went to an Irish bar, and there was proper irish music going on (a fiddle and a mandolin) and (not very irish but fun anyway) some morris dancing. I enjoyed that a ot, and I got talking to a group of young travellers. An Australian, an American and a Italian who were going south to Blenhiem to work on a vinyard. It was really nice to talk to complete strangers for a short while.
But soon it was time to move on
Me Mum & The World
Darling Rog.
ReplyDeleteI so look forward to visiting this website, and seeing and hearing all you have to share with us, thank you so much... wonderful to see photographs of eveything,the seals are particularly endearing, though the scenery is mind-blowing too. Have a lovely time. Thinking about you both. Love to Liz, and lots for you, Nonie x