My last blog described, all too briefly, the most incredible cruise through the fjords, referred to as “sounds” of South West New Zealand, South Island. Although not blisteringly hot, we were lucky with the weather; at NO time did cloud or mist obscure this most dramatic of backdrops. A gorgeous salmon tinted sunrise was the prelude to yet another amazing day; and the sunset, a glorious finale.
The quaint city of Dunedin would be the place where I would set foot in New Zealand for the very first time. Once again, I was excited and still finding it hard to grasp how far away I was from home. As I write this retrospective blog, we are as far away from the UK as we shall be on this cruise. (12.35hrs Saturday)
Looking back, since cruising by Milford and the other Sounds, we have made three calls in New Zealand, Dunedin, Akaroa and Wellington. Being at bit of a railway enthusiast, I considered myself extremely fortunate to have, at the last minute, secured a place on the long since sold out Taieri Gorge Railway excursion which would occupy much of the day. I didn’t really expect the cruise through the Sounds to be upstaged in terms of “being thrilled”. The two excursions are of course, completely different. However, to find our special train of interesting coaching stock stabled almost alongside the ship created the sense of occasion akin to a boat train alongside a Cunarder in Southampton. Another train would pick up passengers from the Seven Seas Voyager which seems to be on a similar itinerary around here. That train would follow ours up the mainly single line to Pukerangi 58km from Dunedin. These days, the line continues to Middlemarch, a further 19km, which I would have preferred to travel over if that option was available. However, the locos on our train changed ends, and after arrival of the following train, we were on our way back to Dunedin through, once again astonishing spectacular scenery. A substantial picnic lunch with copious servings of wine was served. At Dunedin, I left the train with friends from the ship and took a stroll around the city with its sort of Scottish ambience. We looked around St. Paul’s Cathedral until advised to leave at 4pm when the place was locked up
I shall write more later. All photos I took during the journey are on my other camera.
David.