So down we go, with thicker jackets and beanies on our heads scarves on our necks! I need complete cover as i came from a very hot tropical country, with just a few days of acclimatizing to the weather of Auckland. This time is the start of their summer, but i still feel cold.
Mt Wellington is just 135 meters, the youngest volcano in the Auckland Volcanic Field, has a near circular base with a flattish rim, a three small fire-fountaining craters. Much of the old lava flows are not visible anymore as they have been quarried for industrial aggregates.
This is the view of Mt Wellington from our house in the early evenings. It is the most obvious horizon i have, so it feels my consciousness all the time.
The incline road to the mountain is lined with this Pohotukawa, an endemic tree in NZ that flowers around Christmas town, so it is called NZ Christmas tree. However, they are not yet in full bloom when we hiked up.
Another view of the other residential areas, and industrial sites at the top left.
At last, we reached the walkway to the summit. After a leisurely walk, we are almost near, but it is really cold at least to my temperature standards. Don't laugh at me you people from the temperate countries, this is their summer and i still feel cold. But of course, it is colder up there on the higher elevation and the fast wind even made it colder.
This is the structure they put to mark the highest point on the summit. Having climbed some other mountains in my country, this mountains seems to be just a knoll, a hill, a cute mountain.
This could be the main crater of the volcano, looking like a small valley surrounded by those ridges. A few people walk those paths in probably just brisk walking exercises. They have their kids and dogs playing there too. I suddenly quietly prayed "oh God please don't let the volcano erupt now"!
Of course we took turns in taking our touristy photos, as we are going down now.
It was already real cold and foggy when we reached home. Mt Wellington seems to say goodbye to me now. At least i will not be always looking at you anymore.
With a bit tired feet we cooked the most wonderful food for dinner, baked mussels. We ate as much as we can, but we still were not able to finish the batch. I had a good night sleep, and a contented heart. Tomorrow i will think of the next place we will be visiting!