And so was the adventure for Aylesbury.
It was a very windy crossing, though not rough. As is usual for me, I spent most of the journey outside on the deck, where it was quite hard to stand if you stood in an unsheltered place!
This is the ferry I travelled on, the Aratere.
Aylesbury had a fine seat.
It seemed like quite a quick crossing- and we were entering the Marlborough Sounds.
We docked at Picton around 6pm, and I drove the short distance south to Spring Creek where I am all set up in my tent for my first night camping for this summer. I can hear the creek water flow.... holidays have begun.