OK. I copped out yesterday. There were two photos as we whizzed past Napier.
One of you asked, How rough was it? We had been skirting the tail end of a cyclone — the southern hemisphere word for a hurricane. The 35 mph winds and swells made it dangerous if not impossible to dock and dangerous if not impossible to leave the dock after the shore visit. We didn’t experience particularly rough water on the ship… it was all about getting safely in and out of port. This had already happened one other time, at some other port, but I’ve already forgotten where.
As a consolation prize, here’s another episode of Name that Cloud, for your collective amusement.