Chatham Islands Holiday
Some 500 miles to the east of New Zealand lie the Chatham Islands. Iris & I have always wanted to visit and this year we’ve managed to spend a week there.
So this and the next 6 posts will be a daily resume of what we saw and did each day.
Planning and our travel from Stewart Island to the Chathams
We had initially wanted to go out 2 years ago, but personal circumstances intervened and so this was the year. Initially we wanted to fly to Invercargill with Stewart Island Flights , and then Air New Zealand to Christchurch where we would then transfer to Air Chathams for the appox 2 hour flight, and then another short flight by Cessna to Pitt Island. But we realised that there was virtually no wriggle room between landing at Invercargill and Air New Zealand check in, so decided that we had to take the ferry across, and then the bus up to Invercargill. This which would, we thought, get us to the airport with lots of time. BUT unknown to us Real Journeys (bless them) had changed the bus timetable and we would not have arrived at Invercargill until 1015, just 5 minutes before boarding, and so our holiday would have finished before it started. But the fortunes smiled upon us and with the kind assistance of Pedro & Fluff … two Stewart Islanders who happened to be driving up, we were able to make it easily, and so on to Christchurch with Air NZ. But there we found that due to mechanical issues our flight to the Chatham’s would not depart until late afternoon, some 4 hours late, and so we would not be able to fly onwards to Pitt Island and Flower Pot Lodge , which was the original plan. But the Pitt Island plane was un-serviceable any way.
We arrived at the Island well after dark (Chatham Island time is 45 minutes before NZ) and thence to the Hotel Chathams. Realising that we would not arrive for our 3 nights on Pitt, our hosts Bernie and Brent had organised alternative accommodation for us at the Hotel, where we had initially planned on staying for our final 4 nights. This service was just typical of what we found. Our hosts, well aware that weather and events beyond anyone’s hand can disrupt the best laid plans of mice and man “just made it happen”.
Our 1st Day September 26th,
During the night after our arrival the wind got up, eventually to what felt like a good gale, with accompanying rain squalls. And that’s what we woke up to. Looking out past the wharf to the north a good sea was running.
Down to breakfast at the hotel and Fran in reception told us Pitt was “off” until the sea dropped enough to go over by fishing vessel.
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Our First Days Exploration.
As we couldn’t get to Pitt Island… the plane was U/S …. and the gales meant that a boat crossing was just not possible we decided to explore the Chatham’s. At breakfast we met Andrew and Pam, from the central North Island. They had arrived a day before us and like us were waiting to get to Flower Pot Lodge on Pitt Island. And as we couldn’t get a guide until the next day we decided to share the hire of a vehicle and explore out towards Kaingaroa at the north east corner of the Island. Although there was a full gale blowing, with occasional showers, there was also lots of fine sunny spells, so the day was more than “do-able”
This slide series is just a fraction of what we saw. I knew the Island was not particularly hilly, but didn’t realise just how flat it was. The small volcanic cones scattered across the northern skyline and the many lakes and lagoons, especially Te Whanga Lagoon where the far shoreline is in places almost invisible it is so large made for a quite weird landscape. I knew there was extensive pastoral farming, but again was unprepared for the quality of the stock and the pasture. That wind was a part of the equation was quite obvious with the trees laying almost flat in places. But it didn’t appear to effect the stock, and we saw some of the best farmland and stock on our last day when we drove south along the coast from Waitangi. There the farms slope down to the sea, entirely exposed to the prevailing winds.






















I arrived on Stewart Island in 1969 as Forest Ranger. Since then I've fished commercially both in Fiordland and around Stewart Island then skippered our charter yacht in the same waters, and also down into the Southern Ocean. More recently we now have "Sails Ashore" B&B, and I also guide our guests and others on Ulva Island, introducing them to the natural world of Stewart island