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Sky Tower |
Auckland was a lot of fun and over 18,000 steps, according
to my pedometer. And the weather was fantastic! Such luck we have had with
weather on this trip; I can hardly believe it! Sunny, cool, slight breeze; life
doesn’t get much better than this.
But there we were in beautiful Auckland, bags and all. The
ship docks, as it does in Sydney, right in the heart of the city. Because the
weather was so fabulous, we elected to go up the Sky Tower,
the highest freestanding structure
in the southern hemisphere. We elected not to do the
Sky
Walk or the Sky Jump (I get palpitations just thinking about the sky jump!)
both of which entail stepping OUTSIDE the Sky Tower some 200 meters up in the
air. I think Randy toyed with the Sky Walk for about two nanoseconds—I think
the price ($195) was a slight deterrent. Did I mention it was OUTSIDE? The fact
that you dress up in an orange suit and Go Outside was a deterrent to me. It’s
an adrenaline rush just looking out the windows onto the city and the water
from 220 meters (721 feet) without the extra adrenaline-boost of doing it OUTSIDE
in a funny suit and a harness.
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A chia pet car! |
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Flat Stanley in Auckland with the chia pet car. |
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Another view of the tower; it dominates the skyline of Auckland. |
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Can't resist those butterflies. Anybody know what species? |
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Flat Stanley in Auckland |
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Flat Stanley about to hike up Mt. Victoria in Devonport, New Zealand |
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Randy at the Jack Tar Bar & grill on the wharf in Auckland |
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How's this for seating on the wharf in Auckland | |
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Pedestrian drawbridge open for a sailboat |
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Sky Tower and a beautiful colorful sailboat at the wharf |
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A very large (30-40 meters long!) beautiful wood sailboat in the harbor |
After that we wandered (hence some of the 18,000 steps)
eventually settling at the Jack Tar Bar & Grill at one of the
harbors—excuse me, harbour—for an enormous meal and a couple of very good local
draft beers. The only problem with draft beers is that I can’t remember exactly
what beer I drank and there is nothing to take a picture of! But the weather
was fabulous (but beginning to cloud over a bit) and the view of Auckland was
great. (I’d really like to come back to New Zealand again, renting a campervan
and touring both islands but also staying in Auckland for a couple of days. Now
if United would just fly there, it would be great!) Walking back towards the
ship and the ferries (we’d decided to go to Devonport) we got to see a
pedestrian drawbridge, a novelty for me, at least, and lots of beautiful
yachts. Is there such a thing as an ugly yacht?
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Auckland from Devonport |
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The "disappearing" gun |
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A bas relief map of the Auckland harbor at the top of Mt. Victoria |
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The disappearing gun from below |
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Don't you wish you could still do this? |
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Auckland harbour |
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Another view of the disappearing gun |
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A face only a mother could love, a carving of native rock at the top of Mt. Victoria |
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Peace-niks live1 |
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Flat Stanley after his hike up Mt. Victoria |
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The wharf at Devonport, Mt. Victoria in the background |
Devonport is a cute little town on a peninsula across the
water that takes about 10 minutes on a frequent ferry. Always in the back of
our mind is the departure time of the ship and the threat that they will leave
us behind if we don’t get back on time. Hasn’t happened on this trip. Yet. But
there were some close calls and a few irate PA announcements from the captain!
Devonport’s a pretty little city overlooked by
Mt
Victoria (Takarunga, Māori
name for the hill) which we decided to climb (more steps for the pedometer to
count!). It’s only about 87 meters (283 feet) but we were huffing pretty good
by the time we got to the top. Again, a beautiful view of the surrounding area,
including the city of Auckland and its Sky Tower across the bay. Besides the
spectacular views, the hill
mountain has some eclectic uses: a rather dilapidated tennis court
serves the local tennis club, there is a folk club in one of the old bunkers
from WWII, the Michael King Writers Centre
is in the old signalman’s house, and a BL 8 in Mark VII “disappearing”
gun still lives at the top of the hill (it was fired once, broke some windows
and was never fired again). All in all, a great walk up to a beautiful observation
point.
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