An uneventful flight north except for some turbulence. A reasonable size of farewell group in Wellington: thank you to all of you for coming and wishing us well. We're now on a shuttle at Ak airport, waiting for it to leave and take us to Sky City, where we will visit the tallest tower in the S hemisphere. The door is closed, We're on our way. It's overcast here, not too cool. David has just taken a mobile call: This is not Nigel. This is not Nigel's phone. You've called before. Please don't call me again. That is all.