When I lived in Christchurch I loved walking on the Port Hills which, in an odd way, reminded me of Dartmoor where I liked to take holidays before we came to New Zealand in 1960.
It was a fine day when I did this sketch of Witch Hill Dyke, a basalt intrusion that emerges from the volcanic soil of Lyttelton Harbour. That dark patch on the right is where some of the rocks had tumbled in the past; now, 40 to 50 years later, I'm sure there must have been more falls, especially after the earthquakes.
I've never been a rock climber - can't take heights - but I've heard that these bluffs were quite good training challenges for mountaineers
© DON DONOVAN.