The air here in Cloustonville is alive. You can almost feel the echoes of the past in the gentle breeze that rustles through the trees. Cloustonville, a quiet haven nestled in the Akatarawa Valley north of Upper Hutt. Don’t let its tranquility fool you. This small settlement, with a population of just 348 souls as recorded in the 2006 census, holds within its embrace the echoes of a bustling past. A time when the air thrummed with the industrious sounds of a sawmill. Imagine the clatter of machinery, the shouts of workers, the groan of timber as it was transformed from raw material to usable lumber. Cloustonville was a hub of activity then, its lifeblood flowing through the veins of a bush tramway that once snaked through its heart, carrying the fruits of its labor to the world beyond. Today, the sawmill may be silent, the tramway just a memory etched in the landscape, but the spirit of industry, of people shaping their environment, still lingers in the air of Cloustonville.
Центральный дом работников искусств
Step through the grand wooden doors of the Central House of the Workers of Art, and you’ll be transported to