We started the morning by checking whether our jackets had dried out from last night. We have found the car's back seat to be a good informal drying rack - there's a limit to what you can dry there, as it is a matter of public display, but it did a good job on the jackets.
We took the car into 'downtown' Picton, picked up a treat from the bakery to go with our ham sandwiches for lunch on the ferry, and had a look at some of Picton's sights. It has a small local museum that is well done for its type. There were some Maori portraits that I enjoyed, and we saw the medal that was given to the families of deceased service men in the first World War. Eric knew what it was, but had never actually seen one.
We next went to the acquarium - that was not so successful. They had several tanks of deeper and shallower dwelling fish, which were quite interesting, but the collection of seahorses we had heard of was non-existent (well, two), and a lot of the reptiles were off exhibit entirely. Of some interest, but not worth the $20 p.p. charged.
It was a lovely sunny day, and the walk was very pleasant. We headed back to the car, and got in the ferry line. The crossing was uneventful, even calmer than on the way over. The ferry was slightly smaller, but still a large boat.
We made our way back to Moana Lodge in Plimmerton (next 3 nights). We bought chicken (take-out, with sage stuffing), and potatoes, carrots and salad (D.I.Y.) for dinner. We split the bottle of 'black' Moa beer Eric had bought at one of the wineries in Blenheim. It was good! The Moa it is named after is an extinct flightless bird - the gargantuan variety of ostrich - hunted to extinction by the Maori (for once not the white race's error). We have seen copies of skeletons, and several plaster mockups. It would have been well worth catching - lots of dinners from one bird.
Tomorrow we explore Wellington.
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