Picturesque Picton

After our adventurous night in, let's face it, Porirua, it was an early start to get to the ferry on time.  We lined up for our 8am check in at about 7.30am and there were SO many cars and campers already lining up. Clearly, no one wanted to miss the boat. Disturbingly, the captain announced there would be 40 knot winds for our crossing. Eeek!   He went on to say this was "moderate by Cooks Straight standards"... errk! We went up top to leave the city, then way down below to the kids playground for most of the journey.  Back up top to come in to the lovely Sounds, it was a little bit wobbly but not too bad considering.  Raining when we got into Picton,  we found our way to a nice campground by the marina. PB and I headed out for a ride in town, finding a well-named beacg and attempting the Bob's Bay walk.  Oh boy!  Not for the faint hearted as the edge of the walk was basically a plunging bluff down to rocks and the sea.  No. Not a brave enough Mum, we turned back and found a super cool playground on town, complete with waterpark and pirate ship! We went back later with Dad (wothout the bikes) to attempt the 'Bluffs of Doom' Bob's Bay walk and managed to survive.  It was a lovely way to see Picton and the harbour.