It was early on Saturday morning, the 10th of December 2011 that we found ourselves sitting in a rocky boat. It was funny, or perhaps irony. As I had moments earlier boasted that I do not get sea sick. But that of course was based on my sea going experience being limited to large vessels. Namely large cruise boats or large ferries.
As we left the shores of Paihia in the Bay of Islands I lost all sense of gravity. My stomach swirled and my head felt as if it was about to lift off and fly up to the clouds. The clouds were so numerous they hid the sun from view. The wind had picked up and the waves were tossing this small boat (not what you would call a ferry) from side to side. We wondered whether it had been unwise to choose today to go to Russell. It was not however raining and so it was as good a time as any.
Feeling giddy, I held tightly onto the rails on the side of the boat. As I sat down my stomach began to settle and I began to regain some composure, at least. I looked up to see a man to the left of me sitting as much as possible against the wall at the corner of the boat. Now he really did look very sick, and then i realised that i was not so badly affected. It could be worse!
All this, and we had barely left the wharf. The strange thing is that as soon as we got moving, I began to feel better. Perhaps it was the wind that did it? In any case I managed to take some photos along the journey. We even came across some people para sailing, so quite an adventure!