How does one describe the Cook Strait? Moody, breathtaking, a voyage of joy and anticipation? Possibly. Or in the words of a Year 8... "That was cool".
Actually, it was surprisingly warm, though there was a bit of a strong breeze once we got out of the Sounds. Small chop, enough for a few of us tired people to head to the deck for some fresh air and a horizon. No one puked though but the real question is would Mrs Taylor have felt queasy if she had been with us?
Side note: She is joining us tomorrow afternoon ... happy dance!
Here are some photos of the afternoon before I head to bed.
I apologise in advance for the toilet roll of photos.
