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This is the sixth of a group of posts describing an 'Expedition Cruise' with Noble Caledonia in 2020 under the title 'Across the Tropic of Capricorn'.
Events of Sunday 16th February 2020
After a short Sunday Morning Service by Reverend Sarah Clare (wife of speaker Roy Clare), there was a further lecture:-
10:30 Colin Munro:
‘Vanuatu – The New Hebrides in the modern age’
Lunch was served from 11:30 and around noon we arrived at the island called Tanna. Together with over 100 other islands, Tanna forms the independent nation of Vanuatu, which was formerly known as New Hebrides and with significant French influence. Vanuatu immigration officials came on board to ‘clear’ the ship and passengers but, unlike the Australian Immigration at Norfolk Island, they did not require face-to-face checks with passengers.
The ship anchored a few hundred yards off a village called Waisisi where we could see numerous small fibreglass boats hauled up on the steep beach.
Fishing boats lined up on the beach (Tanna, Vanuatu).
We were warned it would be a wet landing over the stern of the Zodiacs by a method we’d not seen before. The Zodiac driver slowly approached a group of island men standing waist-deep in the sea. The shouting, laughing men grabbed the ropes around the Zodiac and turned the Zodiac around so that the stern was nearer the shore. With a lot of good-natured shouting and heaving they then hauled the Zodiac until the stern was beached. Holding the craft in position, the men helped the passengers scramble out of the boat into the shallows into the fine, black sand of this volcanic island.
Wet Landing from the Zodiac on Tanna (Tanna, Vanuatu).
We were directed to simple benches around a clearing in the trees where we waited until the Zodiacs had landed all the passengers from the ship.
Passengers waiting on benches around a clearing in the trees (Tanna, Vanuatu).
Then a group of local women in grass skirts and simple feather headdresses sang and danced for us. Finally, men in skirts made out of leaves with headdresses also made from leaves danced in a rather uncertain manner. But the friendliness of all the locals was infectious.
Local women sang and danced for us (Tanna, Vanuatu).
The men danced in a rather uncertain manner (Tanna, Vanuatu).
Having signed a very comprehensive waiver on the ship, we were to be taken closer to Tanna’s volcano called Mount Yasur. We were divided between a series of four wheel drive pick-ups where one lucky traveller rode in each cab with the driver and around half-a-dozen guests, together with one or two locals as guides, attempted to perch around the low walls of the load space on four planks balanced precariously on 'rounds' cut from tree trunks placed in the four corners.
Transfer by pick-up to Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
There followed a rather nightmare journey in convoy over a series of dirt roads frequently deeply channelled by rainwater.
Transfer by a convoy of pick-ups to Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
"... dirt roads frequently deeply channelled by rainwater" (Tanna, Vanuatu).
As we neared the volcano we traversed a lunar landscape of grey volcanic ash and forded a broad stream before pulling up at the foot of a hill. There were sounds like thunder but I realized it was the noise of the volcano ejecting gas and dust.
Ash plain, Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
Transfer by a convoy of pick-ups to Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
We were all relieved to clamber down from our uncomfortable positions in the trucks but the uneven steps with rather flimsy handrails leading up the hill which we now faced were not very appealing, either. I considered staying near the pick-up but the thought “I may never pass this way again” encouraged me to attempt the ascent and, with some help from a local headman and a schoolgirl, I made it to the top of the steps.
The steps to Mount Yazur.
Smoke rising from the crater rim, Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
The thunderous noise here was much louder and from time to time small lumps of volcanic matter could be seen in the rising smoke and dust. The volcano guides issued visitors with simple face masks, because the smell of gas was quite powerful. One path led to the right up a slight rise to a second ‘viewpoint’, another led left via steep steps to a higher viewpoint. I made it to the right ‘viewpoint’. I was assured that at night you can see the red glow and even molten lava but, in the day, there’s nothing to see other than issuing smoke. I found the noise and the evil-smelling gas sufficiently impressive. I was worried that the friendly headman, despite also having a mask, was coughing badly but he insisted he was fine.
Smoke rising from the crater, Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
The Head Man, Volcano Guide and Driver, Mount Yazur (Tanna, Vanuatu).
I very gingerly descended the steps to the line of waiting pick-ups and prepared for another battering in the back of the truck but another guest who had riden to the volcano in the cab insisted I take her place on the return and I gratefully accepted. I hope that by the time we were back at the Zodiac landing place she had not regretted her generosity but I was very appreciative of the gesture. We retraced our original route and I marvelled at the green oasis of the Yazur View Lodge, not far from the active Mount Yazur volcano. We arrived back at the black sand beach and the ladies of the village sang ‘good bye’ to us as the Zodiacs transferred us to the ship.
Yazur View Lodge (Tanna, Vanuatu).
The ladies of the village sang ‘good bye’ (Tanna, Vanuatu).
I will always remember the friendliness of the people of Tanna.
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Tanna, Vanuatu
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This is the fifth of a group of posts describing an 'Expedition Cruise' with Noble Caledonia in 2020 under the title 'Across the Tropic of Capricorn'.
Events of Saturday 15th February 2020
After Norfolk Island, the ship’s next destination was planned to be New Caledonia which, despite its name, is French territory. Unhappily, towards the end of 2019 a new disease emerged in China called ‘Novel Corona’ or ‘Coronavirus’ and many countries has started to tighten their entry qualifications for health for travellers via countries which had seen instances of ‘Coronavirus’. Most of the passengers on the ship had reached Auckland via Singapore and Singapore had detected travellers with ‘Coronavirus’. There was some negotiation between Noble Caledonia and the French authorities in New Caledonia but, whilst we were already under way, it became clear that we would not be able to land there. There was no alternative but to skip New Caledonia and divert, a day early, to our next destination, Vanuatu. Norfolk Island to New Caledonia is a distance of 434 nautical miles, for which a complete day at sea had been allowed. To continue further north to Vanuatu added a further half day of sailing.
Our sailing during Saturday was punctuated by breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea and dinner. The superb meals were normally available in both the Restaurant on deck 2 and the open-air Lido on deck 5. Afternoon tea was in the Caledonian Lounge. In addition, a number of lectures were arranged during the day:-
09:30 Sue Forbes:
‘How to get the best photos of the Pacific Islands’
11:00 Phoebe Olsen:
‘Peopling Oceana - A Story 50,000 years in the making’
17:00 Roy Clare:
‘Tangata Whenua – the people of the land’
A slide from the 'Peopling Oceana' lecture.
I also took advantage of the 'Open Bridge' policy to make the first of a number of visits during the voyage to the bridge. There's a short post about those bridge visits here
On autopilot, heading for Tanna, on 15-Feb-2020 ('Caledonian Sky' Bridge 2020).
As we continued north, we were also still moving to the west, so overnight the clocks went back a further hour.
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'Caledonian Sky' in 2020
Lectures aboard 'Caledonian Sky' 2020
'Caledonian Sky' Bridge 2020
[Link to pictures added 5-Mar-2020: Minor edits, pictures embedded 12-Apr-2020: Link to Bridge Visits added 5-Nov-2020]
This is the fourth of a group of posts describing an 'Expedition Cruise' with Noble Caledonia in 2020 under the title 'Across the Tropic of Capricorn'.
Events of Thursday 13th February 2020
During Wednesday evening and the whole of Thursday, ‘Caledonian Sky’ headed across the Tasman Sea (described as a ‘marginal sea of the South Pacific Ocean’. Sea conditions had certainly produced more ship movement overnight but I slept OK and had my usual breakfast in the dining room. Some other guests complained that they’d had difficulty sleeping. I returned to my cabin and suddenly felt very queasy with the result that I spent most of the day relaxing in my cabin. I have no idea whether it was motion sickness, exhaustion from previous travel or food-related but I decided to skip lunch. During the day I’d missed a lecture given by Sam Riley on New Zealand birds, the Snorkel/Swim briefing (as I intended to do neither) and a ‘Solo Travellers Mingle’ informal pre-lunch drink. I was sorry to miss Roy Clare’s lecture at 3 p.m. but was able to follow it on the television in my cabin.
A slide from Roy Clare's lecture on James Cook's voyages.
By evening I felt much better so I went to dinner as normal. Because our heading was west of north, overnight we would recover one of the hours lost in travelling east to New Zealand. The ship recommended adjusting clocks back one hour before retiring although the ships clocks would change at 2 a.m. on Friday.
Events of Friday 14th February 2020
Around 6 a.m. the ship anchored in Sydney Bay, on the south side of the island. The morning was dull and overcast but quite warm. A small collection of buildings and a jetty were visible. Whilst we were having breakfast, a party of Australian immigration officers came out from the island on one of the ship’s Zodiacs and, before starting work, the immigration people were offered breakfast in the restaurant.
An announcement over the ship’s public address summoned the guests to the lounge on deck 3 and we queued up to receive our passports back. Then one of the group of immigration officers politely asked if we were carrying any food or other biosecurity hazard and the senior officer held up each passport in turn and carefully compared the photograph with the person standing in front of him. Before I could check whether my passport had been stamped, one of the ship staff collected it again for safe keeping.
A little later, disembarkation commenced. The public address summoned passengers from port side cabins (with odd numbers) back to the lounge with lifejackets and everything needed for the day ashore. Rain looked imminent so I included a lightweight rain coat. I joined the queue which periodically shuffled forward through the exit each time a Zodiac, usually with 10 passengers, left the ship. From the open deck, stairs led down to the Marina Deck, a small area at the stern close to sea level. Each Zodiac drove straight towards the Marina Deck so that the Zodiac’s bow actually mounted the marina deck and the Zodiac driver then kept the Zodiac in that position by continuing to apply power throughout the boarding. With the pitching of the ship, every few seconds the marina deck flooded to a depth of a couple of inches and then drained. Waiting on the stairs watching the loading was a bit daunting but, when it actually came to doing it, there was plenty of help from the crew and it seemed easier, always using the ‘Sailor’s Grip’ (each hand clasping the other person’s forearm for security).
The Zodiac bounced through the choppy water towards the jetty and I could see steps in the wall of the jetty leading up from the water. Here, too, the Zodiacs drove towards the steps, holding the craft in position with power while willing hands helped us to scramble ashore. We had landed on Norfolk Island!
Zodiac 6 lands passengers on the jetty, Norfolk Island.
A number of small coaches were waiting and we were divided amongst the vehicles for an island tour. I was on the coach driven by a very knowledgeable driver called Larry who gave a detailed commentary over the public address as he drove.
The more modern history of Norfolk Island starts with its use by the British in the 19th century as a penal colony. A small town and prison were established at Kingston, near the jetty we’d arrived at. After only a few years, it was abandoned and the buildings demolished to deny their use to, particularly, the French who were also active in the area. A further change of policy a little later saw the prison re-established and new buildings constructed using convict labour. The prison which was known for its particularly brutal regime is now long gone but the rather elegant buildings from the period either remaining in a ruined state or re-purposed – the Commisariat Store is now All Saints Church, the Barracks appears to be the island’s administrative offices. The one-time Governor’s House is now used by the golf club. A row of handsome single-storey villas with verandas is called ‘Quality Street’.
For convenience, the British placed day-to-day matters in the hands of Australia. Economically, sustaining a population of 1,700 on a remote island isn’t an attractive proposition and around five years ago, Australia changed its relationship with Norfolk Island. This still-disputed change was regarded as annexation by some islanders and we saw evidence of a vigorous independence movement.
Norfolk Island has an independence movement.
The island graveyard is next to the sea and the memorials bore witness to the rather closed community. Two recurring family names are Christian and Quinlan – descendents of the principals in the mutiny on the ‘Bounty’ who were relocated to Norfolk Island from Pitcairn Island.
Throughout the island we found the indigenous Norfolk Island Pine. I’ve commented before that the extreme symmetry of this tree suggests that it is artificial, not a living tree. We were told that seeds from the island have been distributed throughout the world.
The Cemetery, Kingston, Norfolk Island, with Norfolk Island Pines in the background.
Our coach followed the undulating, narrow road across the island to a second pier on the north coast at Cascade. In addition to a hand-operated derrick crane, similar to that at Kingston pier, there was a more modern, power-operated unloading crane.
Cascade Pier, Norfolk Island
Our driver explained that a freight ship arrives each month bringing supplies to the island. There are also occasional visits from Cruise Ships which anchor in Cascade Bay, from where ship tenders based on the island bring the passengers ashore for a visit. On a concrete apron adjacent to the water, we saw three modern, catamaran ship tenders stored awaiting the next cruise ship.
Natural water supplies on the island are limited so most dwellings collect and store rainwater. 2019 proved to be the driest year for over 120 years so the Australian army engineers had set up a transportable desalinisation plant adjacent to Cascade pier which was intended to operate for a period of just six weeks.
Temporary Desalinisation Plant, Norfolk Island
We carried on past the modern school which deals with education up to secondary level and passed through the main township of Burnt Pine. The islanders seem to be well-provided for in the range of shops available but I found it modern and nondescript.
Shops, Burnt Pine, Norfolk Island
Norfolk Mall, Burnt Pine, Norfolk Island
We pulled into a large café clearly designed to cope with a large influx of passengers from Cruise Ships, set in the pleasant grassland around the house built by Fletcher Quintal where we had refreshments.
The garden had good sea views and our coach driver explained the anchored vessels we could see – an ocean-going ‘bulker’, a large barge and a tug. Apparently, the Australian Government is modernizing the island airport and the ‘bulkers’ contain the aggregate needed for the project. The plan was for the tug and barge to make multiple trips from ship to shore unloading the stone, for which two weeks had been allowed. Because of the problems encountered, the process had, by then, lasted three months!
Barge, Bulk Carrier and Tug viewed from clifftop by our café, Norfolk Island.
Our next stop was at the attractive stone-built church of Saint Barnabas built by the Melanesian Mission and featuring stained glass by Burn-Jones.
Church of Saint Barnabas built by the Melanesian Mission on Norfolk Island.
We then drove to Anson Bay on the north-west coast of Norfolk Island (about 1,400 km east of Brisbane, Australia) and stopped at another sea view near a satellite ground station, a long-wave radio transmitting station and the island’s shooting club near. It started to rain as we walked to the cliff top to admire the grey ocean, which it had done intermittently during the morning.
Anson Bay showing moored Bulk Carrier, with Tug and Barge in distance, seen from clifftop viewpoint, Norfolk Island.
Radio transmitting station, Anson Bay, Norfolk Island.
Because of the intermittent rain, instead of having a picnic lunch in Emily Bay as originally planned, we returned to the café for lunch.
During the meal, I was surprised when a twin-engined turboprop, clearly on final approach, passed overhead. I was even more surprised when a commercial twin jet aircraft landed a little later. Norfolk Island airfield had been used by the Americans during World War II, leaving a legacy of two quite long runways now used by commercial flights. A little over an hour later, the turbo-prop departed, followed by the twin jet.
After lunch, the coach took is back to Kingston via Burnt Pine. The weather had improved, so at Kingston we had a good look around the Commissariat (inside and out) and the Barracks (outside only) before driving slowly past the restored houses in Quality Street now used by Government officials on two-year postings to the island. One property had not been restored but was open to view so that the construction techniques could be appreciated.
All Saints Church (former Commisariat), Norfolk Island.
The Barracks with Officers' Quarters in background, Norfolk Island
Quality Street, Kingston, Norfolk Island.
We stopped to explore the graveyard and our driver showed us some of the interesting memorials, some of which related to convicts.
The Graveyard, Kingston, Norfolk Island
Our final stop was at the remains of the 1847 prison near Kingston pier.
Entrance to the 'New Gaol', completed 1847, Norfolk Island
After a fascinating day on Norfolk Island, we boarded Zodiacs at the jetty and returned to our comfortable accommodation on ‘Caledonian Sky’.
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This is the fourth post in the series labelled 'Tropic of Capricorn’. The first post is here.
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Norfolk Island (Australia)
[Link to pictures added 4-Mar-2020: Minor edits, pictures embedded 19-Apr-2020]
This is the third of a group of posts describing an 'Expedition Cruise' with Noble Caledonia in 2020 under the title 'Across the Tropic of Capricorn'.
Events of Wednesday 12th February 2020
Overnight, the ship had sailed north-west along the coast of New Zealand’s North Island to the area called the Bay of Islands. This is described as “a drowned valley system, 16 km wide and 260 square km in area with 144 islands and numerous peninsulas and inlets”. We anchored offshore and prepared to dispatch the guests to land in the ship’s fleet of Zodiac inflatable boats. This involved a mandatory ‘Zodiac Briefing’ and explanations of the use of the second type of self-inflating lifejacket used on Zodiac transfers.
Disembarkation started at around 8.15 a.m. and it took some time to ferry all the passengers ashore because, rather than take us to the closest township at Russell, Zodiacs were making a longer, exhilarating crossing to the other side of the bay near Waitangi at a location called Ti Point. A modern pier with a floating pontoon allowed a ‘dry landing’. As each Zodiac arrived, guests were directed to one of a number of waiting coaches.
Modern pier near Kerikeri Mission House, Bay of Islands
A short drive took us to the Kerikeri Mission House. In 1819 the Church Missionary Society seeking to spread the Word chose this site by navigating up-river from the Bay of Islands to a suitable site for a wharf allowing them to import all the materials necessary to establish a permanent presence. Adjacent to the wharf they built a substantial stone building which remains open as a shop today as part of the site now in the care of Heritage New Zealand.
The Stone Store at Kerikeri Mission House, Bay of Islands
Nearby stands Kemp House of mainly wooden construction, restored, furnished to represent the period and open daily as a museum. A lady guide, dressed as a storekeeper, told us a little of the history before we explored the house. Because of the age of the building, they only allow up to five visitors on the first floor at a time, so the guide stood at the foot of the stairs with five spurtles (a Scottish stirring stick used when making porridge) which she used to keep track of visitors as she allowed them to the upper floor. The missionaries had chosen the site well: it remains a charming, quiet spot.
Kemp House, Kerikeri Mission House, Bay of Islands
Then it was ‘back on the bus’ for a drive through the undulating, fertile landscape of volcanic soil to the Waitagi Treaty Ground.
The Maori had lived in what is now New Zealand for generations before whalers, European settlers and missionaries started to arrive. Different Maori tribes competed with one another for the trading opportunities these visitors offered. In 1835 a confederation of Maori leaders had signed a Declaration of Independence. But settlers and the New Zealand Company (a similar arrangement to the better-known East India Company) were urging Britain to establish a Colony and the French were also showing interest in the lands.
In 1840, the important Treaty of Waitangi was signed between the British and the Maori giving sovereignty to the British Crown but continued ownership of land by the Maori. The Maori were given full rights and protection as British Subjects but differences in the English and Maori language versions of the Treaty led to long-term disagreements and contributed to the New Zealand Wars between 1845 and 1872. Nonetheless, the Treaty of Waitangi is regarded as the first step in the long road to the creation of modern New Zealand.
We left the coaches at a special gate for parties and an excellent lady Maori Guide led us to the traditional Maori carved meeting house called a Hotunui nearby (similar to the one I’d seen in Auckland Museum the previous day). Here, we watched a cultural performance given by a group of Maori people in traditional dress.
Maori Cultural Performance, Waitangi Treaty Ground, Bay of Islands
Maori Performers, Waitangi Treaty Ground, Bay of Islands
After an opportunity to be photographed with the Maori performers, our guide led us across the grassy headland to James Busby’s home overlooking the headland. This mainly wooden building is now laid out as a most interesting museum.
The view from James Busby’s House at Waitangi Treaty Ground, Bay of Islands
James Busby’s House at Waitangi Treaty Ground, Bay of Islands
Our guide then took us to a long shed near the water housing an incredible, long, traditional Maori canoe designed for over 100 rowers. Because of the length, it was constructed in three sections lashed together.
Maori canoe designed for over 100 rowers, Waitangi Treaty Ground, Bay of Islands
Finally, we walked to the main museum complex, a modern design incorporating video presentation theatre, shop, café and toilets. Slightly apart, I almost missed another modern museum building with two more galleries of historical exhibits which I only had time to ‘skim’ before the meeting time back at the bus.
We then drove back to the pier at Ti Point where we were offered a choice: back to the ship by Zodiac, lunch on board, then take the short Zodiac trip to the town of Russell or stay on the coach to Kerikeri, take the public ferry to Russell and make our own arrangements for lunch. I chose the second option along, I think, with most guests so the coach continued past a beach area where a number of sailboarders powered by parachutes were enjoying themselves and a speedboat circling the bay was hauling a 2-man parasail aloft.
Kerikeri, Bay of Islands
The rather modern-looking township of Kerikeri, confusingly, is also known as Paihia. Modern, catamaran ferries provide a regular ‘water taxi’ service to Russell.
Map displayed in James Busby's House at Waitangi Treaty Ground, showing Waitangi, Paihia (Kerikeri) and Russell.
Kerikeri has a modern, complex system of floating pontoons allowing vessels of different sizes to dock, with each pontoon linked to the upper main pier by a hinged, inclined walkway. We walked to the largest pontoon which was flanked by one large ferry, already loaded, and a smaller ferry in the course of loading. We queued to pay our seven New Zealand Dollars to a man standing on the dock equipped with a portable, computerised ticket machine. We were soon on our way, Our route passed fairly close to ‘Caledonian Sky’ at its offshore mooring, creating interest among the passengers on the ferry.
Kerikeri and its pier, Bay of Islands
The busy public ferry from Kerikeri to Russell, Bay of Islands.
'Caledonian Sky' at anchor off Russell, viewed from the public ferry.
Russell had an elaborate pier similar to Kerikeri which led to an attractive township set around pretty Kokorareka Bay. On the sunny day I arrived, with happy visitors exploring the various shops, it was hard to believe that in its early days, Russell was known as the “Hell-hole of the Pacific” in the lawless times as whalers came ashore for Rest and Recreation. The town now enjoys an altogether more refined reputation and I wandered round various streets studying the layout. A lady from Auckland I’d chatted to on the ferry had recommended the Duke of Marlborough Hotel on the Strand so I considered taking lunch there. The white-painted wooden building overlooking the water certainly looked appealing but it was rather crowded so instead, remembering a remark by our coach guide at Kerikeri, I settled for an ice-cream from a nearby shop which was excellent.
'Duke of Marlborough' Hotel on the Strand, Russell, Bay of Islands.
York Street, Russell, Bay of Islands.
Custom House from 1870, Police Station from 1900, now the policeman's home on the Strand, Russell, Bay of Islands.
I hadn’t time (or energy) to explore all Russell’s attractions but decided to visit Russell Museum which had some interesting exhibits, including an impressive one-fifth scale model of Cook’s ‘Endeavour’.
One-fifth scale model of Cook’s ‘Endeavour’, Russell Museum, Russell, Bay of Islands.
After my visit to the museum, I was starting to wilt, so I decided to return to the ship which, by this time, was operating a regular Zodiac shuttle service between a low-level pontoon at Russell pier and the ship’s rear Marina Deck.
Zodiac 5 boarding passengers to return to 'Caledonian Sky', Russell, Bay of Islands.
Once everyone was safety back on board, the ship left its anchorage and set off on the 491 nautical mile journey to Norfolk Island. In the evening, the Captain’s Welcome Cocktail Party was followed by the Captain’s Dinner in the restaurant.
Related posts on this website
This is the third post in the series labelled 'Tropic of Capricorn’. The first post is here.
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Next report.
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All my Tropic of Capricorn reports
My pictures
This blog post was first published on the ship via a satellite link with limited capacity so picture links were added later. Pictures in this post can be viewed uncropped, where necessary, by clicking on the image. Selecting from the albums below allows viewing or downloading in various resolutions:-
Kerikeri Mission House, Bay of Islands
Waitangi Treaty Grounds, Bay of Islands
Russell, Bay of Islands
[Link to pictures added 4-Mar-2020: Minor edits, pictures embedded 23-Apr-2020]
