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Northland, Nouvelle-Zélande, Octobre 2017. C’est avec Chloé que je décide de passer mes deux dernières semaines en Nouvelle-Zélande. Chloé est une écossaise arrivée une semaine avant de débuter mon voyage avec elle, en quelque sorte, une nouvelle version de moi quoi. Ensemble nous découvrons le Northand, région située au nord de l’île du nord. On ne m’avait pas menti, paysages magiques entre mer et forêts. Nous faisons quelques randonnées autour de Kerikeri et partons deux jours au Cap Reinga. Nous longeons, six heures durant, la côte. Nous suivons un groupe de canadiens, nous marchons pieds-nus sur les rochers en faisant attention de ne pas de nous faire emporter par une vague. Un coup d’œil à la mer, la vague approche, vite. Durant notre randonnée, nous rencontrons une fille venant tout juste de commencer son aventure néo-zélandaise. Elle projette de parcourir ce pays à pied, commençant par le Far North, le Cap Reinga donc. En redescendant nous passons par des dunes de sable géantes, on se croirait en plein désert. Nous nous arrêtons ensuite dans une forêt de Kauri Trees, les arbres les plus vieux du monde. Je suis ridicule à côté, telle une fourmi à côté d’un éléphant. Environ seize personnes tiennent autour du plus vieux d’entre eux.

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On s’en met plein la vue dans la région d’Auckland et dans le Northland!

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Cap Reinga, New Zealand / Décembre 2014

#new zealand #landscape #sand dunes #cap reinga #konica hexar af #argentique #velvia 50 #color film

Now’s the time to explore time.

12 days packed with thousands of stirring events. When we left the Mousetrap Elisa and I unfortunately had to say goodbye to all of our new friends (Sarah, Lisa, Marius and the lovely american couple). Even though we just shared a short time together, thank you for all the great conversations and travel tips!

We left civilization and went miles uphill “into the wild” where we finally reached a viewing platform, this day we camped admits an impressive scenery. An extreme athlete from England was the only person we met on our walk. The next morning, by the time we recognized that we forget our food at the hostel we were forced to leave this beautiful place. Charlotte was so nice and brought us our “lost food” (mainly composed of a cheese, toast bread, oats and a yogurt or milk). We went to Russel by Ferry, it only cost us one bug (quite cheap). This time Elisa's knife was her undoing (slicing the cheese ended up in a flesh wound). Because “Russel Holiday Park/ Camping ground” is overpriced we built our tent up in a bay among the Long Beach - confusing name, only a 2km beach. When dusk was approaching we enjoyed our hard-earned recreational swim. Everyone who dooms the breach of law should now stop reading. Henceforth everyone else gotta be a secret-keeper. My Phone-clock ringed just before the sun rose. Our plan was to take the Kayak (that was laying all alone in the grass next to our tent).. Nobody will ever recognize it because we’ll be back before anyone else gets up, so much for the theory. We put all our breakfast stuff into this one-man Kayak and paddled out to sea, With the first rays of dawn we boarded a little island. Based on uncountable paddle-vacation in Poland the flow wasn't a problem for me but I had to soothe Elisa's nerves a bit. Thank god that no one noticed our rafting trip. The rest of the day we explored Russel: visited NZ oldest church (150 years!!!!) and joined an Anglican “nature service” (followed by a coffee and cake invitation), walked, walked, walked.. and sometime we met a local who gave us the information that one of the mansions next to the beach belongs Tom Cruise - Incidentally, sorry Tom if it was your Kayak! This incredible day ended with a note on our tent “NO CAMPING! YOU HAVE TO LEAVE BEFORE DARK”. All right. Hasty we packed up and went 800meters further to the left. This night we slept without a tent, admired the star-spattered sky and made first acquaintance with sand hoppers. Next morning we hardly tried to get our dishes, that were blackened with soot clean. It took us 1 1/2 hour. Fucking Kerosene spirit! What ever. Next goal: Cap Reinga, the most northern part of NZ. With Charlotte’s little white Honda we drove through the land of “the Lord of the Rings”. Now and then a deforesting. Some nice Kiwis once made a camping ground where you can pay voluntary. Near instantly we run into the monster-waves amid turquoise water. Charlotte's dream was to see the first sunrise of the whole world. That’s why we woke up early. Cap Reinga indeed is a place to leave all one’s cares behind. Related to Mount Sinai and Jesus a lot of Maoris are pilgrim to this place. It is said that the souls are entering the realm of dead here. A bit creepy. Thereafter we visited the 90 Mile Beach, where you can drive on. Great sand dunes, just some walker (there is a trail comparable to the way of St. James). Kerikere with it magical rainbow falls was the next stop. before we went back to Paihia, once again. This time we decided for the “Peppertree hostel”, whose owner trucked one of his spirits to ours (till yet we didn't had the guts to test the new one). I still remember how warm this day was.. guess that was the reason why (after telling elisa a couple of times about it) I felt the urgent necessity to swim to a 4km far lonely island. And I really got my adrenaline flowing. Said 2hours excursion must have impressed the guys from the Kayak Hire, as a “reward” they invited Elisa and me for a beer on their sailing boat. The following morning T (who really got “Scheiße passiert” tattooed on his hand) invited us to a Beach-Rugby-Game. Afterwards I helped them a bit.. The fact that I'm a lifeguard kept two Ladies calm, as a conclusion I had to paddle with them.. and of course I also wanted. As a payment the boss offered me a 4hour sailing trip to Russel, surrounded by the beauty of the bay of Island. And as always... We had to say goodbye to our new friends and hitchhiked to the next city: Whangarei (54.000 inhab.) Peter, the owner of this hostel, had just invested in new mattresses, a dream! Our evening ended up in a nice bar with tasty burgers and some new friends. We made an appointment for the days. During day we visited “Clapham’s National Clock Museum” and the “Native Bird Recovery Centre” where we had the once-in-a-lifetime-chance to touch a one leg kiwi bird “Scoopy”. We also met a talking Tui and a kingly raptor. A couple of years ago there lived a Tui called “Wof Wof” who said lots of funny things. Several videos will be find on www.nbr.org.nz ! Our second day in Whangarei was also well-filled. Cory showed us the Abby Caves. Never seen so many glowworms at one place, incredible. After we climbed up some time all of us went swimming, Cory invited us to stay the night at his flat, a surfer flat. Later then some local friends joined up and we had a funny card-play-evening that unforeseeable ended in a disco. Definitely more touchy than in Germany. Towards the morning clean up and breakfast we set off to Mangawhai. Shortly after Cory left us a hunch of mid 20s ran into our arms. “Do you have a place to stay? we partied the weekend, some of our friends are gone, there are a few beds free now, if you want to join us..” Sunny Sunday. The villa we stayed the following days is huge and very artistically. Costumes, beautiful dresses and masks everywhere.. (figured out that normally this is the place where sex parties take place). We really enjoyed those days felt like a delirium. The rest of the time we camped wild, walked walking trails and saw dolphins. At random we met a men who drove us to Auckland today. And at random he is the manager of the All Blacks.. A very cool guy! We are going stay here for the weekend to join the Jazz Festival and meeting old friends. After that we’ll separate us for one month to work at different places, let’s see what else we do have to tell you then. To my dear Nina, I really hope that this text is not too short for you. :-P Lina