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Re-emerging
I’ve been silent for too long. I have kept so many emotions, wants, needs, desires inside because of fear of others not accepting them. Its time to break free. Feel free again to love and create and be free! Because guess what, we do have freedom. That is all we truely have.
I’m so excited to be ending a year of hurt, fear, lack, darkness and bringing in so much light into my life again. That beautiful light that I saw when I came into this world. The desire to be love we came here to be. To be free to speak and act in our divine and open truth.
I feel like I have been in a cacoon and am a butterfly read to burst free! So here we go!
Lots of love and Merry Christmas!
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You do not even understand how much your tumblr truly disgusts me. So you kill innocent animals for no fucking reason and then you post pictures of that? Please, get off tumblr. :)
At first I wasn’t sure what you were referring to but then I remembered. It’s been a long time since I was on this trip to New Zealand. It was the picture of the possum that you saw. I appoligize for that. It was a grusum picture but there is an explanation. You see the population of possums in that area was very high and they end up eating farmer’s crops. I’m not sure if you have any experience farming but to loose your crops is to loose your livelyhood. The people I was staying with at the time are hired to go out and capture as many as they can, kill them and then there fur is used to make things. I am a huge animal lover myself. I have two horses at the moment, one of which I’ve had in my life for 12 years. He’s literally my oldest and closest friend. I’ve been struggling whether to give him up or not. It hurts. But if its a good home that he’s going to then that brings me some peace. It’s not the same as the possums but I just wanted to let you know I do care about animals. And I don’t like to see them die either.
Mount Sunday On A Monday
Still on our way to Lake Tekapo we made a turn at Mount Somers off of the scenic hwy to find Mount Sunday.
I was tired of driving so I let Lukas have a turn...
Mount Sunday or Edoras (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rohan) from The Lord of he Rings is tucked away up a long metal road on the Canterbury Plains. It's situated next to the Southern Alps in the Rangitata River valley in Ashburton district. The Canterbury Plain is the largest plain in New Zealand and the Southern Alps is the biggest mountain chain in Australasia. These mountains are bigger in area than the European Alps, which I have yet to see. But it was so beautiful here!!!
After a half hour of driving we still hadn't found what we were looking for.
We passed some cows,
And could see that the road ended to a huge farm. So we decided to turn around and there off in the distance in the direction that we had just come from, was Edoras, we had passed it.
So we headed back a ways down the metal road to have a closer look.
Of course what did we find but the sign marking the track up the mountain and a place to park. How did we miss it?! And if we hadn't then it wouldn't have been so late. We didn't even know if we really had time to hike up to the top of the mountain because we still had to drive at least another hour to our hostel in Lake Tekapo and it was going to get dark soon. There wasn't much of a second thought with Lukas though. He had to make it to the top! So Maggie and I waited for him below. Plus we didn't feel like trying to get across the river that we would have to cross.
We enjoyed the scenery while Lukas hiked.
He took our cameras so we could see what we missed...
A small pond.
And a beautiful view!!!
I'll have to make it up there next time...
Rakaia River = Water = Life
Heading towards Lake Tekapo on hwy 77 we had to cross Ravaia River. Ravaia River is one of the largest braided rivers in New Zealand. Not knowing exactly what a braided river was I had to look into it a bit more. I came across this article: http://www.geo.uu.nl/fg/palaeogeography/results/fluvialstyle. Very interesting stuff!
It's amazing how water exists on this planet. Water covers 70.9% of the Earth's surface and is vital for all for all known forms of life. Now look at the word Vital; it is an adjective, meaning of, relating to, or characteristic of 'life'. A synonym; living. We must have water to live, that is how important it is!
When I looked up the word 'vital' in google, the first result is Vital BMX http://www.vitalbmx.com/. I'm not trying to put down BMXing at all its just that I don't think it is vital to life, to living.
Water is precious. When something is precious to you, you don't want to waste it do you? We need to realize that and treat water the way we would treat someone who is dear to us! Here is more than 100 Ways To Conserve Water: http://www.wateruseitwisely.com/100-ways-to-conserve/index.php.
Back to Rakaia River, it rises in the Southern Alps, travels 150km in a generally easterly or southeasterly direction and then enters the Pacific Ocean 50km south of Christchurch. We were crossing over it on hwy 77 towards Lake Tekapo.
Akaroa
We left Christchurch on Sunday afternoon, the last day of the Buskers Festival and headed to Akaroa, on the Banks Peninsula. It took about an hour to get there. I was still the only one driving and I think I remember almost everyone falling asleep for most of the ride. I guess they were pretty tired from the late nights in Christchurch.
So Akaroa is set on a beautiful, sheltered harbour and overlooked by volcanic hills. Hector's Dolphins can be found in Akaroa Harbour, a species that is only found in New Zealand.
We headed past the town, another 10 minutes down the road to Onuku Farm Hostel (http://www.onukufarm.com/). It was the place to stay, especially since we only had a night out there.
There was a beautiful view of the harbour,
We stayed for only $15 in the 'Top Hut',
Which also had a view,
And we got to cook and hang out in the open communal kitchen.
It was an altogether comforting experience; sharing it with friends and being surrounded by nature.
This was also the last night Johanna would be spending with us. The next day we headed back towards Christchurch, stopped at one last brown sign for a short walk and then drove until we were outside of the city and there was a safe spot that Johanna could hitch from. We would sure miss her, but the fun couldn't last forever. We all had to move on at some point. Johanna was off to work at another hostel in Kaikoura.
Adventure was still out there!!!
Christchurch
I had been planning for quite some time to be in Christchurch for the World Buskers Festival(http://www.worldbuskersfestival.com/world-buskers-festival) so away we went to make it there for the last few days that it was happening. After leaving Karamea and before crossing over on hwy 6 towards Christchurch we stopped in Westport because this is how much petrol (gas) we had left.
We drove through Lewis Pass on the way and then stopped in Hanmer Springs because we thought we might stay the night there but it was just too touristy and a place that should be visited in the winter, so we headed to Christchurch to stay with a friend. Roland even though he wasn't really supposed to have guests at his flat let us stay with him, he also had 4 other flatmates. We made him dinner for being so generous. And our family grew...
From left to right: Rau-lan(France), Gaby(Hong Kong), Johanna(Sweden), Max(Germany), Lukas(Switzerland), Tamara(Canada), Maggie(Austria)
That night we went and saw the fire show.
The next day we went and saw Cathedral Square, the Christchurch Cathedral,
and found the Busker's Festival schedule to pick which shows we wanted to see and plan out our next few days. That day we saw FUSE Circus(http://www.fusecircus.co.nz/) an acrobatic group from New Zealand that was performing in the park.
We also saw another Kiwi performer right from Christchurch, the amazing Rubber Band Boy! He has travelled the world performing and holds the world record of 72 rubber bands on his face.
In the evening we got dressed up for a night out in the city, something we hadn't done for awhile.
The youngsters, Maggie and Lukas met up with Saskia while Johanna, Rau-lan, and I went to the casino. It was my first time in a casino and I thought it was grose. I don't ever want to step in one again. Three other friends met us there, Tom (from the Netherlands) and Miguel (from Spain) who Johanna and I had met in Nelson on New Years Eve and Tom's flatmate Lynn, also from the Netherlands. We didn't stay there long and ended up going across the street to a pub. The youngsters met us there as well. They drank while Rau-lan and I played pool. The table was small as! Later we went to a club and danced the night away!
The next day after a late start we walked into the city to see some more buskers, including the Blackstreet Boys(http://www.alfredandseymour.us/) from L.A.
They made you laugh like no others, they picked on people in the crowd and could dance to say the least!
That night we went to an Iris Pub called the Bog. I didn't realize how much I loved Iris music until that night and how much I love to dance to it! Thanks to the Black Velvet Band(http://theblackvelvetband.com/index2.html) that were playing.
Everyone joined for a group picture before some headed home (including myself) and others stayed out to party.
Before we left Karamea and said goodbye to Mike we got to hear a poem he wrote recently. He didn't just share it with us but got to read it on Karamea's radio (http://www.karamearadio.com/) since the radio is broadcasted from right behind the backpackers. The poem is about his apple picking experience and has a great moral to the story. Enjoy!
Karamea Baby!
Finally we made it to Karamea where we had two nights booked at the happy hippie house of Rongo Backpackers! http://www.rongobackpackers.com/
In the Māori language, Rongo means peace. And it definitely was a peaceful place with fun and happy staff. I would have loved to wwoof there, maybe another time. Anyway we settled in, Mike arrived and then we made some chicken curry for dinner. Yum!
Lukas and I slept in the car that night (not what I'd call a good night sleep) while Johanna, Maggie and Mike were inside on the bunks. In the morning we had a leisurely breakfast, took advantage of the free internet, and then got ready for our day of exploring the area of the Oparara River and the southern end of the Heaphy Track, one of New Zealand's nine Great Walks.
So the five of us hopped in Huckleberry and drove 9km north of Karamea and then another 12km on a gravel road to get to the Oparara Basin. First we walked, actually I ran, along a short track to the Oparara Arch.
Next we took another track past the Mirror Tarn.
You can see how well the water reflects the forest above it. http://www.travelpod.com/travel-photo/paul_lucy/newzeland-2007/1195281360/1-mirror-tarn.jpg/tpod.html
And then we went to the Moria Gate Arch, a 'Lord of the Rings' inspired name.
Most of the time on this track Johanna, Maggie and I were playing a silly but very entertaining word game where you start with a word and the next person says the first word that comes to mind and so on. The game ended when someone said the original but that never seemed to happen. We started one round with "Pocahontas".
There was access to the other side of the arch through a cave.
It was another amazing sight!
And there was another cave around the corner.
Hmm interesting...
Let's climb it!
After that we walked back to the car park, got back in Huckleberry, drove back down the long gravel road, and then another 12km farther up the coast to where the Heaphy Track starts, or more specifically Kohaihai River.
The Heaphy Track is 82km long, runs through Kahurangi National Park connecting the Aorere Valley in Golden Bay with Karamea and can be completed in about 5 to 6 days. We only spent a couple hours on it, a couple hours that we won't forget for sure! It would have been nice to do the whole trip but I'll save that until next time I visit New Zealand. So we headed over the suspension bridge crossing the river towards Scott's Beach.
After 45 minutes or so we could see our destination down the other side of the hill that we just hiked up.
It wasn't much longer until we arrived at the picnic area just up from the beach for a snack. We ate Ginger Nut biscuits, my favourite!!!
I will definitely have to find a recipe for those back home if I can't find them in a grocery store. There was a Weka hanging around us. It was quite friendly, too friendly! It stole a biscuit right out of my hand! I guess that teaches me not to feed it pieces of biscuit.
We headed to the beach after that. It was amazing!
The boys started to be boys and play in the dangerous waves crashing to shore.
We all seemed to do our own thing, I went over and climbed up a rock.
The boys were still playing and the sandflies were horrible so I went to find johanna in the creek. I hoped the sandflies wouldn't like it there but they still did.
We both had had enough of the sandflies so Johanna went back to the beach to round up the boys. I went down a couple minutes later to see her with the look of shock on her face. Lukas and Mike had got sucked under the water by a wave and couldn't get up at first. They had almost drowned! But thank God they didn't.
I haven't had a near death experience in my life before so I can't try to explain the feeling. All I know is that they were in shock, we had to be there for them and that God had given them the chance to live.
We headed back along the track to the car and then drove back for another night at Rongo. Lukas and I had a good sleep in the dorm that night while Johanna and Maggie slept in Huckleberry. In the morning we would be heading back south to Westport and then towards Hanmer Springs.
Denniston
On the road again, we stopped in Westport for some lunch and supplies, called the hostel in Karamea where we'd be staying that night and then passing through Waimangaroa we saw the signs for Denniston. Denniston used to have a population close to 2000 when the coal mine close to the town was running but today its more like a Ghost town with less than 20 people living there. We drove the 8km up to Mount Rochfort Plateau, 600 metres above sea level. There wasn't much there, an old schoolhouse that is now the museum, a few other historical building and a few homes. But the view from the Denniston Incline was pretty spectacular.
The Denniston Incline was described by the local residents as "the eighth wonder of the world", and was recognised the world over as a fine engineering achievement.
From the time that it opened on October 24, 1879 to when it closed on August 6, 1967 it carried an estimated 12,600,000 tonnes of coal from the top down 1700 feet to the rail head at Waimangaroa. It was quite a feat!
Then we headed back down the hill to the hwy and were off to Karamea!
Adventure Is Out There!
So this was the day that we really started our little roadtrip adventure. We got up bright and early, put out stuff in the car, picked up Maggie, said goodbye to Lotz and Britta, the Beach hostel and headed north again leaving Punakaiki behind. Well of course we couldn't take it with us, just the wonderful memories, photos, perhaps a bit of sand. I hope to go back one day. I think we all do.
I'll miss you Punakaiki!
And all the beautiful mornings that I got to walk to work along the road by the beach.
Anyway, Johanna and Lukas had booked a 'blackwater rafting" experience (http://www.caverafting.com/adventure.asp?adventure=1) the day before in Charleston, just a half hour or so from Punakaiki. We arrived just before 9am, Lukas and Johanna were set and Maggie and I were told to come back four hours later, just before 1pm.
We drove off up the road to see if the local cafe/pizzaria was open yet. It wasn't so we drove down to hang out on the beach.
We probably could have walked for hours along that beach.
No one was there except a lady that ran by us, disappeared into the distance and then finally passed us again. And a sea lion.
We walked for a good hour and then just sat and talked. Then we headed back into "town" around 12:30pm thinking we'd have to wait awhile for Lukas and Johanna but we didn't. They had finished earlier then expected. They hopped in the car and told us how much fun they had had!
Huckleberry
Johanna and I picked up our rental car from Greymouth a little earlier than we had planned. We had spent the night there so instead of hitching home to Punakaiki we drove our new friend Huckleberry. We were half an hour late for work but that just meant that we had to work half an hour later.
After that we had our lunch together as usual and then Maggie, Johanna, Lukas and I headed in the car to Cape Foulwind! Cape Foulwind is just 40 minutes north of Punakaiki and 10km west of the town of Westport. It overlooks the Tasman Sea and was first named Rocky Cape by Abel Tasman, the first European to visit it in 1642. In 1770 after the James Cook's ship, Endeavour, was blown quite a distance offshore from this point it recieved its current name. It had been one of those windy days when I stopped there on my way to Punakaiki but today it was relatively calm and sunny!
We started to walk along the track toward the Fur Seal Colony and came across this Weka with no head.
Okay! I'm kidding but it sure looks that way from the picture.
It was so great to be discovering a new place with my family!
And to make it even better our Scottish friend Mike joined us!
Johanna and I had met Mike before we left Nelson. He's a great guy, a very happy, fun, and positive person to be around. He had just left Motueka the day before after picking apples there for the last couple weeks, picked up a hitchhiker heading south and happened to be in Westport when we decided to go to Cape Foulwind.
We all carried on along the track until we came to the Cape Foulwind lighthouse.
The lighthouse was first lit on September 1, 1876. But this isn't the original either, today's concrete tower replaced the first one constructed from locally cut Rimu after it started rotting in 1924. You can see it below. I think it's much more attractive.
Mike had thought it would be an artistic photo if I captured the islands off in the distance with the vegetation from the mainland in it as well. Great idea!
Next Mike and I climbed a tree and had a philosophical discussion while everyone else waited below.
On our way back along the track I took a detour through a field to see a herd of horses. Johanna and Mike joined me. They were beautiful!
And the view from there was too.
Everyone else was patiently waiting a little ways ahead of us.
So beautiful!
We arrived back at the parking which was right by Tauranga Bay.
And took one last look before saying "see you later" to Mike and then driving back to Punakaiki for one more sleep, free of charge!
Our first outing with Huckleberry was a success!
I love Punakaiki
I left Nelson and got on the Magic Bus once again. It was a windy rainy day and I was tired so it was a good day for travelling on the bus and sleeping. We stopped twice; once somewhere in the middle of nowhere and again at Cape Foulwind but it was too stormy and I was too tired to enjoy it.
Finally I arrived at Punakaiki Beach Hostel (punakaikibeachhostel.co.nz), my home for the next two and a half weeks. I met Lotz our German boss who welcomed me and showed me to the Seaside House where I met the other wwoofers. Lukas from Switzerland, Andrew from Virgina, USA, Amber from Australia and her travelling companion, Daniel from New Zealand. After settling in and getting to know everyone a little I ended up playing Monopoly with Lukas and three German guests. It wasn’t that much of an exciting first night but I was tired anyway so I went to sleep so I was ready for my first day of work the next day.
We start everyday at 10am or check-out time. Each morning we walked just a few minutes along the beach road to the Beach Hostel office to find out our tasks for the day. The first day I was to work with Andrew making the beds and cleaning the Seaside House. It was simple. We even got to listen to music while cleaning and it was a beautiful sunny day!
After only 3 hours of work Andrew, Lukas and I had lunch together and then planned to hike the Inland Pack Track-Pororari River Track Loop located in the Paparoa National Park. Leaving the hostel we started walking south along hwy 6 towards Punakaiki's famous Pancake Rocks.
Along the highway we could see New Zealand’s only naturally occurring palm tree, the Nikau Palm. These species take 15 years or more before trunk formation takes place. The fronds mature to a length of 2-3m before the palms begin their slow upward growth. Both the young leaf buds and the flower stalks were eaten by the Maori and the early Europeans. I haven’t tried them yet.
It was a great day to see the Pancake Rocks but it was too calm to see any action from the Blowholes.
We continued on down the road to the beginning of the Inland Pack Track.
Canada and New Zealand's west coast rainforests are definitely not the same.
We don’t see tree ferns, or Wheki (in Māori), which grow up to 10 cm (5 in) a year, and can reach a height of 6 m.
Or my favourite plant, the Rata. There are two main types of Rata, the Northern and the Southern. The Northern Rata usually begins its life as a epiphyte or a plant perched on a host tree like you can see below. Over many years the vines can grow to surround a host tree. Once the host tree dies of old age it is then a hollow trunked Rata Tree. The Southern Rata grows from a seed in the ground, like most trees, and can grow up to 15 metres high with a trunk 1 metre thick. It has beautiful red flowers and grows from sea level to 760 metres, mostly on the south island of New Zealand.
After about an hour of walking we came to the turn off to the Porarari River Track and could start to see the river through the trees.
There were amazing rock cliffs on the other side as the river ran down through a valley.
It was almost like we were walking along the Amazon River.
The track, which only took us half as much time as the sign said it would, led us right across the street from the Seaside House.
Later I saw my first Punakaiki Beach sunset just a 3 minute walk from my bed.
The next day I was told to work with Lukas cleaning the main Beach House. After that Andrew, Lukas and I went to the Truman Track. It was about a kilometer up hwy 6 the opposite way that we had walked the day before.
These two specimens were on the 10 minute track down to the beach. Sorry I don't remember what kind of tree they are.
Lotz had told us about two secret beaches if you kept heading up the coast, a little ways through the jungle and through a cave. At the first beach we found this waterfall.
Lukas was quite excited about it.
The next day after work Lukas and Andrew hitchhiked to Greymouth for food while I hung out with a new friend. Duncan, a very nice chap from England, was staying another night at the hostel so we got to spend the day sharing our faith and just enjoying the beach and taking a swim in the river. He also had a guitar with him so I had a little lesson. I was learning the chords fast, better than I had back home after taking a few lessons. So I decided that I should buy myself a small guitar to travel with. I had lot of time to practice and that is just what I needed.
Finally Johanna arrived in the late afternoon!
After Lukas and Andrew got back from shopping trip we all went down to the beach to watch the sun go down,
And sit around one of our many campfires.
Johanna and I also went for a moonlit swim.
Duncan headed south the next morning and we went to work. After work it was Johanna's and my time to hitch to Greymouth for supplies. We got there in one ride, spent a few hours shopping, and then made our way with our many heavy bags to hitch home. We got one ride fifteen minutes down the road and waited there.
Then we got another ride with a lady that dropped us off only ten minutes away from Punakaiki. We tried walking to a better pull out spot and ended up waiting a good half hour before we got our last ride back to the Seaside House. Johanna, the boys and I had decided that we'd each take a turn cooking dinner for everyone so we arrived just in time for Spaghetti!
It's not that we didn't have enough for dinner or that it wasn't good. Johanna and I just decided that we wanted nachos so we went to the Punakaiki Tavern (next door) and got them for take away. We took them down to the beach to enjoy!
And Andrew danced around another fire.
And boy did we enjoy those nachos and some New Zealand beer to go with it of course.
Our next adventure was a hike up Fox River which is about a twenty minute drive north up hwy 6. Johanna, Lukas and I got a ride hitchhiking with a guy that worked in the mines in Greymouth. We followed what we thought was the track up the river. I don't remember when we realised we weren't actually on the track but walking straight up the river worked for us.
There were crossings that were easy,
And then there were a few spots where we almost had to swim to cross the river.
Of course, knowing me, I went swimming anyway.
But we finally made it up to a point where we found the track that led to Fox River Cave.
So we went to explore.
You definitely need to bring a torch or Ficklampa and a friend when you go caving.
Johanna hadn't been on the Pororari River Track-Inland Pack Track Loop and all of us hadn't been to the lagoon, where the Punakaiki River met the sea, yet. So Johanna headed off along the track the opposite way that Lukas, Andrew and I had been and we planned to meet her at the lagoon. We left about an hour later to walk along hwy 6 to the lagoon. As you can see, I gave my "Natalie Portman's Shaved Head" T-shirt to Andrew. After a good few years with everyone asking what it said, I was over the shirt.
Johanna was already there, lying in the sun, on the sand, waiting for us. We went straight into the water to swim.
It was perfect, not too cold, not too much of a current, refreshing, and when I looked through my googles under the water I could see a school of fish swimming by. Johanna and I grabbed our waterproof cameras to capture them.
And I captured her as well.
The boys were already out of the water drying off in the sun.
So we got out to join them and explore the rest of the beach.
This is where the river meets the ocean and the tide comes in.
The rocks that you can see here are part of Razorback Point.
Here is a view of the area from the air, compliments of davidwallphoto.com.
So I took some more pictures,
Of some beach art that people made,
The surf,
Two tourists doing what tourists do best,
Myself,
Lukas's feet,
The rocks,
The surf again,
More tourists,
And one more,
And then I got my picture taken with my Swiss brother <3
The next couple days I won't forget but I don't think that I'll be telling you all the details.
We made a new friend, Rau-lan, when we were hanging out in the main Beach House one Thursday evening.
Well mostly I did, I made the effort. Rau-lan was on an internship from France working and living in Christchurch. He was on the west coast for about a week to do an assignment but he also had some time off over the weekend so he stayed to discover the wonders of Punakaiki Beach Hostel.
It was Friday night and Lukas, Johanna and Andrew had gotten Sundays from tavern while I went to meet Rau-lan.
We all met to watch the sunset and noticed part of a shark lying on the beach.
Saturday afternoon Rau-lan was nice enough to drive Johanna, Lukas and I into Greymouth to buy food since he had to get some as well. First we stopped for a coffee and to do some colouring!
Hmm, I guess we didn't win the contest...
Remember, you're NEVER too old to colour!
This trip into Greymouth was also the day I bought my travelling guitar at the Warehouse! It was cheap, only $80 NZD and all that I needed to get me started. And I had the time to practice!
On the drive back to Punakaiki we stopped for a little exploring at what I've found out to be "Ten Mile Creek". At the time we were supposed to figure out a name for it but I don't believe we ever did. So now we know the real name and we didn't even walk a mile up it. We had actually hoped to come back to explore more, maybe next trip. But anyway, here it is...
That evening we had 'breakfast' for dinner and Rau-lan made crepes for dessert, all in occasion of Andrew's 'last supper' with us. Afterwards when it was dark out Lukas, Rau-lan and I walked to Punakaiki Cave. We sang our National anthems to eat other on the way. The cave entrance is just off the hwy across the road from the hostel. We brought our flashlights and headlamps and ventured deep into the cave until we could see glow worms twinkling like stars on the cave ceiling. We enjoyed the magic for a few minutes and Rau-lan tried to do some night rockclimbing and then we exited the cave through another way. We walked down a short trail through the trees to where we entered the cave and ran into a possum or two hiding in the Nikau palms on the way.
The next day, after work of course, Rau-lan and I hiked the Inland Pack Track-Pororari River Track Loop. We gave each other language lessons, went off the track for almost an hour trying to find a view, Rau-lan went swimming in the river, and then ended up running back in the rain. Once we were in dry clothes we made dinner with Johanna and Lukas and then watched Up!. And that is when we found out that "Adventure is out there!!!"
Unfortunately, the next day was Rau-lan's last night at Punakaiki with us but we finished it off with a fire and walk on the beach.
And I saw an amazing sunset that evening.
The next day was rainy so we spent it inside the main Beach House. Johanna and Lukas played monopoly with some fellow travellers while I was online planning our car rental. We met Amos that day. I noticed his name was from the bible. Amos was a minor prophet in the Old Testiment and the author of the Book of Amos. Before he became a prophet, Amos was a wealthy sheep herder and a large scale sycamore fig farmer. The Amos we met was from the U.S., liked cheese burgers, and was travelling NZ by hitchhiking and sleeping in his tent but he did have a beard.
In the evening Lukas, Johanna and I told each other life stories and ate chocolate in the bunk room. I also played them some guitar :)
It cleared up the next day so we thought we'd try to get to the Ballroom Overhang which you can get to from the Fox River Track. A couple days earlier Claire and Mael, a couple from Brittany, France had arrived to wwoof at the hostel so we asked them if they wanted to join us. They had a van so we all piled in and drove to Fox River. Because of the stormy weather just the day before the river had flooded and it was no longer clear and calm, it was deep and dirty and flowing at a much faster speed. We knew that we probably wouldn't be able to reach the Ballroom Overhang that day but we went as far as we could go anyway. Mael, Johanna and Lukas ventured through the forest farther than Claire and I. We just sat on the river bank and enjoyed the scenery. When they got back to the river we enjoyed a snack together.
Here you can see how dirty the water was after the storm.
That evening we ate tacos. Mmmm. And then we went up to the Pancake Rocks with Amos to watch the sunset.
And thanks to Amos we got a picture of the family.
It was now only a few more days until we would be leaving Punakaiki so we made the most of it! My friend Maggie, from Austria, arrived and joined us and some others for a fire one night.
And then the next night the four of us brought dinner to the beach,
Had our last fire,
Saw a DOUBLE Rainbow,
Took pictures in the sunset,
Claire and Mael joined us for some music,
And there was full moon but we couldn't exactly capture that on our cameras.
Johanna and I had one more afternoon in Punakaiki so we decided to spend it together, just the two of us.
We headed off towards the lagoon but of course had to stop for ice cream on our way. We walked across the beach towards the lagoon to relax in the sun.
Once we were settled into a spot we reminisced about what we had done since we had met, since the beginning of the year.
Then we went for a swim. The lagoon had changed its shape and the water was much faster like Fox River but we got across to the rocks on the far side of the lagoon. We crawled in between the huge builders exploring and then headed back to the beach to soak up some more sun.
That is why I love Punakaiki and would go back in a second but of course the experience wouldn't be the same.
Tasmen Region, Check!
To start off the New Year I joined my two new friends on a road trip to Golden Bay. I really didn't know exactly where we were going but I knew it would be a fun adventure, and it was!
We tried to follow every 'brown sign' we came to, including the one for Rabbit Island.
Where is the rabbit exactly?
Unfortunately we had to pass some 'brown signs' to make it to Wharariki Beach and find a place to stay for the night. We were lucky to get one of the last tent sites at Wharariki Beach Holiday Park (www.whararikibeachholidaypark.co.nz). I definitely reccomend this campground as it has environmentally friendly facicilaties, is a reasonable price, has very friendly staff and is only a 15 minute walk to one of the most beautiful and undisturbed beaches in New Zealand. You walk past the campground, through a car park and enter a sheep farm. Then follow the track up along the ridge of the field with sheep grazing along side you.
The colours and the vegetation is marvelous!
And the water is crystal clear!
Then you step onto the sand with your bare feet and can't help smiling :)
Breathtaking for sure.
I spent the night sleeping in the car while Matteo and Johanna slept in the tent and then we headed back south to visit the places we missed on the way north. We checked out the free museum of Collingwood, now a small town but was once proposed as the capital of New Zealand in the 19th century and was the location of a small goldrush in 1857. Just a bit of history.
Next stop was Te Waikoropupu Springs, which are known for the clarity of the water, the volume discharged and the spiritually significants to the Maori People.
I didn't realize that we weren't supposed to touch the water until after I stuck my camera in a took this picture.
Now let's try to keep all the water in the world looking this way!
Next the family went on a tour of Ngarua Cave on Takaka Hill.
It contained remains of the giant flightless bird called the Moa.
And it had its own cathedral.
Then came the real adventure... up a 8 km gravel road to find a scene from Lord Of The Rings. We looked,
and walked,
and looked some more,
and hiked,
and didn't really find it. And then we drove back down the 8km gravel road and on to Split Apple Rock Beach.
We swam with jellyfish,
and Matteo tried not to touch the water,
and then tried to take a group photo,
Success!
And Matteo revealed his caveman pose to us.
And then he finally got in the water and we all swam to Split Apple Rock.
I used my goggles and camera to capture the sea life.
And Johanna climbed up between the apple pieces.
And then I came across a new jellyfish.
When we returned to the shore the sun was doing something I'd never seen before.
And then we did some more sand art.
Matteo drew his dog again.
And finally before arriving back at Tasmen Bay Backpackers in Nelsen we stopped to say 'hello' to some Alpacas.
This all happened in three days and two nights!
I was supposed to stay only one more night in Nelson but ended up staying two.
Johanna and I explored the city together including Christ Church Cathedral,
the heritage houses on South Street where I spotted this lovely stained glass,
and Founders Heritage Park where we saw everything from old school houses to antique vehicles and farm equipment to a very large chainsaw collection to a model of the Titanic. Unfortunately my camera was dead at the time but I can tell you that it was definitely worth seeing.
We had one last night out together and then it was goodbye...
But it wouldn't be for long, Johanna and I would be seeing one another again in Punakaiki!
A New Year on a New Island
No, I didn’t fly to Fiji or Australia or Hawaii but I did take a two and a half hour ferry ride to the South Island of New Zealand. On New Year’s Eve I left Wellington early in the morning and arrived in Picton at noon to get back on the Magic bus. After making one stop at a cafe and winery for a lunch and some wine tasting we arrived in Nelson around 3pm. I had planned to meet two Swedish girls that I had met in Rotorua later but then another Swedish girl showed up. Johanna and I were bunking in the same room and to our surprised had also stayed in the same room at the Farrell’s. We just started being friendly, asking the normal traveller questions and thats how I found out that she was the WWOOFer who was picking the Blackcurrants. So we ended up celebrating New Years Eve together at Tasman Bay Backpackers, along with an Italian king, Matteo and many other world travellers.
To a peaceful new year!
An Irish countdown....
Happy New Year!!!
Hunting In The Hills
As I said before the Farrell’s hunt and trap possums and other rodents for a living. There are no predators in New Zealand like we have in Canada, no bears, no wolves or coyotes so it’s up to humans to get rid of the pests. The possums eat the grass and even kill trees and there aren't just a few of them. Peter wanted to get me out for a night hunt before I left so on my last evening there we drove up to the hills. This is the view from the house that they use while they're up there.
A flax plant growing in the yard.
On the back of the quad ready for my first possum hunting experience.
And there we go! We killed about fifteen possums that night, plucking the fur from all of them to sell.
You can check out Peter's blog at http://www.farrellspossumtales.blogspot.com/