Gisborne, New Zealand
A spectacular sunrise greeted us as we entered Poverty Bay, the anchorage for Gisborne Harbor. Gisborne claims the honor of being the first city in the world to greet the sun each morning. Along with 120 of our fellow passengers, we boarded the tender that would take us to Gisborne. We boarded the beautifully restored vintage steam engine for the 45-minute journey each way to view a performance of the local Maori school children. As an avid train enthusiast, I enjoyed every minute of the noisy, smoke belching trip across the Gisborne runway, through the country side to the middle of nowhere.
The young children and their teachers treated us to an interesting performance of their native songs and dances. We had time to interact with them and our fellow passengers before re-boarding the train for our return trip. The train was staffed by volunteers, who obviously loved their work and went out of their way to make sure we enjoyed the experience.
On the return trip, we exchanged seats and had an opportunity to view the country side from the other side of the train. I took a photo of the white chalk cliffs of Young Nick’s Head, the first point of land spotted by Captain Cook’s cabin boy, Nicholas Young. An unusual photo of our ship from the train looks like our ship is sitting in the middle of a field.