Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Russell, 2018

We visited Russell in 2008 and again in 2014. It is NZ's original European settlement and now perhaps its most genteel place. The original town is hardly more than a few streets, but those streets are all about 19th century and colonial times, from the 1820s, when Russell was mostly a whaling station and the "hell-hole of the Pacific." Nowadays, you can get a hamburger, with all the trimmings, at the Duke of Marlborough, for 25$NZ. We still love the place and spent two nights there, mostly administrative and enjoying the quiet and beautiful ambiance. Alas, I don't have many pix of Russell...this time mostly the flora, which is impressive enough. Search Russell in the keyword box and you'll come up with a bit more. Or google it for lots of pix. It's a visual and historical delight.

I have this thing about hibiscuses deriving from my mother, a
 bit of a gardener, and my south Florida upbringing

No mossy pohutukawas in south Florida

Out on the pier, an ad for cruising on the
R. Tucker Thompson; we did this in 2008, one
of our best NZ experiences, one of our best
retirement travel experiences, a day on the Bay
of Islands on a tall ship

"Refreshing rascals and reprobates since 1827"

The great Morton Bay fig street near the Duke of Marlborough

Wadded-up hibiscus

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