Sheep ahoy!

Steve reports on the inter-island crossing

There are several parts of this trip I've been dreading, but none more than today. Sheep are notoriously bad sea-travellers - in fact, I've heard we're often refrigerated for this kind of journey. Sounds strange, but I guess they know what they're doing.

Well, I was wrong to get my wool in a twist about it. We had smooth sailing, first through the Marlborough Sounds then the Cook Strait across to Wellington. I know Stew likes that Tasman, but he didn't even realise there was a gap between the islands so I'm not over-impressed.

So here we are in North Island - a new experience for me too. But I've heard some of the sheep here look almost exactly the same as in the South. Remarkable.

After the Marlborough wine tasting day, I know some of you are wondering whether I have a drink problem. Just to say that Stew's had a talk with me, man to sheep, and I think we're clear. I may give Hawkes Bay a miss.

That'll do for now. Baa til the next time.