Tag: New Zealand

Charming City Of Nelson

We reached the charming city of Nelson just a couple of days ago after getting the most wonderful welcome by the dolphin and penguins. The arrival of these ambassadors of peace told me this was going to be a very special place and indeed, it is truly special! What a treat it is to have an opportunity to explore this city of 60,000 people. It’s lovely place and we’re delighted to be here.

Chart

As we approach the entrance to the channel that leads to the Nelson Marina we see the world’s largest natural boulder bank (breakwater) off to our port side. The Te Pokohiwi Boulder Bank is 13 km long and depending upon the tide it can be 55-250 meters wide. Near the entrance to the channel there is a white lighthouse standing tall upon the bank. The Boulder Bank Lighthouse stands 18.3 meters high and is made of cast iron that was imported from Bath, England. It has been standing on this bank since 4 August 1862. Now that’s some seriously solid construction there! It was decommissioned in 1982 but still stands as a beacon of hope and light for all who come to Nelson.

The entrance to the channel is a bit churned up with strong currents and upwellings everywhere. We’re coming in with the tide so it’s not so bad but Dan is staying well focused on getting us in safely.

Off to our starboard side there are some small sailboats racing. We aren’t quite close enough to see them but they look to be like lasers or maybe even snipes. Ahead of us in the channel we begin to see the large, commercial ships lined up along the docks. We pass by very close and their immense size is almost overwhelming. I sure hope we never have to be rescued by one of these buggers. I think I’d have a heart attack being pulled up the side of one in rough seas.

Entering Port Nelson

Commercial Ship

On the inside of the boulder bank and across from the commercial docks there are a few dozen boats anchored in the shallows beside Boulder Bank. Along the shore there are a handful of bachs. Bachs are a sort of rustic beach house here in New Zealand. Many bachs function completely off the grid and some, like these, have no power or running water. They are just simple shacks on the bank where Kiwis come to camp. Click below for an interesting article on these particular bachs.

The channel into the marina is narrow and everywhere you look you see fishing boats, commercial ships and sailboats. Along the banks there are families out fishing for the afternoon, even in this rainy weather. It’s certainly a bustling port.

The Nelson Marina itself is very well protected behind the commercial port. As we round the corner and head down the fairway toward our dock the water is completely flat. We find our berth and after five days it’s time for the oh so cherished anchor down beers!

It’s late in the afternoon and we’re pretty well beat so rather than cook on board we decide to head into town for dinner. We know from our friends who just left here that it’s not a long walk but today we decide we’ve earned a taxi ride.

We Need Masks?

The taxi driver finds us along the road outside of the marina and immediately asks where our masks are which is a bit startling to us. Apparently while we were at sea New Zealand went into level 2 lockdown because there are a few new cases in Auckland. Auckland actually went into level 3. Not knowing this and never having been asked to wear a mask in this country we were sort of blindsided.

We explained to Collin, the driver, that we’d been at sea and had no idea. He was very cool about it and decided to take us to the restaurant anyway. We promised to pick up some masks when we went into town the following day. Apparently in level two you must wear a mask on public transport. Not sure a taxi really qualifies for that but oh well. We won’t be needing one again which is good because I’m not a believer in the whole mask thing. But, that’s a conversation for a different time and place.

We had an absolutely amazing dinner at the Lone Star restaurant in town. Their filet is simply out of this world. Of course it’s New Zealand beef so that alone says everything you need to know. After dinner it was back to the boat where we both fell asleep trying to watch a movie. Oh how I love to sleep after a passage!!!

Exploring Nelson

The following day we walked into the city centre to get started on some provisioning. The walk takes about 20-25 minutes and is absolutely smashing. There’s a lovely park that runs along the Maitai River. Along the way there are sculptures, a skate park and signs that celebrate people of influence as well as talk about the area. 

There’s one tree sculpture that is particularly fascinating. It’s the Phil Price sculpture called the Divinity Tree. It’s a kinetic sculpture that moves with the wind. I swear I could have stood there and watched it all day but of course the good Captain insisted we keep moving. 

In town you can find just about anything your heart desires. There are two large grocery stores….A Countdown and another locally owned one. There are a few pharmacies, clothing stores galore and it seems there is a restaurant or pub on every corner. This is the the perfect small town. It’s quaint yet has all of the essentials and even a few of the more luxury items of life.

The city centre reminds me a bit of a European village with the high mountains surrounding it and the potted flowers hanging from the building overhangs along every street. There are several outdoor park areas and almost every restaurant has an outdoor seating area. It’s really quite lovely. I honestly think I could live in this place.

We managed to get all of our provisioning done in one day. The only thing left is to get fuel and that can’t happen for two more days. We ended up eating dinner again at the Lone Star. Gardy and Meike who work there are phenomenal and we decided we just wanted to go someplace we knew would have excellent food and a fabulous atmosphere. One again we were delighted!

The following day I did my least favorite thing….laundry, while Dan walked into town for a haircut and to pick up a couple of missed items. It was a rainy day so I was pleased that I wasn’t needed on the walk into town.

Time To Depart

Boulder Bank Lighthouse
Boulder Bank & Lighthouse

Before leaving this adorable place we needed to get some fuel. Here they have a fuel tanker come to one of the docks. We had ordered the fuel from Mini Tankers on the day after we arrived. On the way over to the dock we saw our first harbor seal swimming around the boats. He was adorable….just a meter or so long, black with jet black eyes. Just looking at him as he twisted and turned in his playful manner made me smile. Unfortunately I was on deck without my camera as this is a little bit tricky to get into this dock and I was on deck duty…not photo duty.

The fueling up was, as the Kiwis say, easy peasy. After fueling up we made our way out of the channel past all of the huge commercial ships and into the Tasman Sea once again. Next stop….a little place called Squally Cove at Oyster Bay. Can’t wait to spend time in the sounds.

Until Next Time,

Jilly

In case you missed it, click here to watch the video with the dolphin and penguins that greeted us on our way in.

How Does That Work Again?

I don’t remember that!”  “We never did it like that before!”  “I was never on this side when we did that!”  ” I forgot to do that!” “How does that work again?”  Thank you Covid for the sailing interruption.  As we leave the safety and tranquility of the floating concrete dock in Whangarei, NZ we try to remember and in some cases re-familiarize ourselves with the art of sailing.  We secure the dock lines and fenders for adventure by sea.  Yes, in many cases it is like riding a bike.  But, the gray matter between the ears hasn’t caught up with the current activities and we are slowly cleaning out cobwebs and recalibrating our sea legs.  

For instance, while at the dock we had a small battery charger that we used to keep our batteries topped up and we then used our inverter to enjoy 110 volts of power for US based appliances in a 240 volt world.  Thus our inverter seemed to remain on in a ready state while tied to the dock.  Now that we’re off the dock we have to return to power management and become misers over every precious amp that is available.  I’ll just say that our lithium batteries are still working as awesome as when they were first installed in 2016.  “Oh crap, I forgot to shut down the inverter” is often heard during the first couple of days on the water.  “Damn, I forgot to shut that valve in the head” that I wasn’t used to closing while at the dock.  The list goes on…

When we were out testing the new mainsail a couple of weeks ago, we were putting the sail cover back over the sail.  I mentioned to Jilly that she should be on the starboard side of the boom to assist me.  “I’ve never been on that side of the boom before!”  In fact she had, but a lack of sailing for over a year has constricted the memory banks for both of us.  

It’s not that we forgot completely how to operate the sails or the navigation electronics, rather our memory seems to have lost its sharp edge.  Even hoisting our tender off the foredeck to launch it over the side you would think we are a couple of ducks trying to mount a football on the fifty yard-line.  LOL  A vision of Abbott and Costello comes to my mind as we banter back and forth as to who was on first base.  That’s right!  Who’s on first!  Yes.  Etc….

Needless to say trying to keep all the equipment ready to go has its share of pros and cons as well.  Being tied to the dock we didn’t have much need for the outboard or the tender.  But, a winter season of rainy weather added a degree of difficulty in removing the outboard’s transom screws to be able to hoist it onto Sparkle (our tender).  A bit of penetrating oil and grease quickly remedied that little issue.  And so the early part of cruising New Zealand has started with becoming one with Dazzler again.  

Making sure the anchor light is on and drag alarm has been set for peace of mind while sleeping.  Being awakened by the not so familiar sound of the chain dragging across the rocks along the sea floor.  Landlubber’s habits are sometimes hard to break as we begin focusing once again on the details of being minimalists dwellers on the water.  Fully off grid and self reliant on our electrical, water, weather interpretations, mental and physical needs.  

We made it out for a romp around Mount Lion aboard Sparkle just to feel the breeze and spray of the ocean on our skin.  It was very freeing and encouraged us to get some fishing tackle ready for a test run to see what we might catch for dinner.  I was so excited about going fishing that the nap I tried to take during the day kept being interrupted by my thoughts of fishing.  Ah!  The little things in life that bring us old forgetful farts back to the days of our childhood when we would be so excited about an event that we couldn’t sleep.  Fishing is one of those things for me.  It connects us with our more youthful life and energizes our soul if only for a few moments when that fish hits your lure and the drag sings out with delight.  Oh that sound still turns my head when I hear it every time.  The excitement of what type of fish has just struck your bait or lure and what kind of a fight will it be.  I’m getting all excited about fishing right now.  Where’s my pole?  LOL

After making it to Tutukaka Bay a few days ago, we had launched Sparkle and we were getting ready to head into the small wharf community.  In my infinite wisdom and best He-Man style, I untied Sparkle from Dazzler and as we started drifting away I started tugging on the starter cord.  After about a dozen attempts to get the outboard started I realized I had forgotten to put the key on to deactivate the kill switch.  “OOPS!” 

It’s always the first few days afloat that we hope will get us back into focus and into the swing of living on the hook again, rain or shine or forgotten tasks reminded by an unclosed valve or switch inadvertently left on or off, a hatch left open or a coffee pot left unsecured. It usually doesn’t take too long to get back into those good habits and with some luck a fish or two to grace the BBQ. Until the next time, if we don’t forget what we’re doing, be safe and enjoy your life one swell are a time. Cheers!

Captain Dan

P.S. “Babe, did you remember to unlock the stove and secure the cutting board?” (LOUD CRASH & SCREAMING BELOW DECK) “Hmmm….guess that’s a no then.” Looks like we’ll need just a few more days to get back in the saddle.