Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Two Weeks on the Road

After spending nearly everyday in Kerikeri working in the kiwi orchards and putting ourselves on a tight budget (lots of PBJ sandwiches) we each had an ample amount of kiwi money saved to travel the North Island on our way to the South Island at last.

Ngawha Hot Springs near Kerikeri.  Each pool has different natural minerals and different temperature.  Each one is said to have its own unique medicinal use.  Maori Warriors soaked here after battles.

Irish whisky creme truffles from the chocolate factory in Kerikeri. Mmmm















Matauri Bay.  North of Kerikeri where the Rainbow Warrior (a Greenpeace ship sunk by French spies) now resides underwater for divers.














On top of St. Paul's Rock.















Ferry ride friends
Our first destination was Urapukapuka Island- a camping paradise forty minutes by boat from the docks of Paihia in the Bay of Islands. It’s the biggest island in the area and has 4 DOC campsites, all located on beaches. There are no roads or vehicle access on Urapukapuka but many hiking trails and clear, calm bays ideal for snorkeling and kayaking.  Since the weather was getting colder we were only up for a quick swim after a long hike around the perimeter of the island. We had an amazing sunset and were one of only two or three other tents scattered around the island, so it felt like we pretty much had the whole place to ourselves.


Very playful little creatures

Our campsight on Urapukapuka Island

Urapukapuka Island

Tane Mahuta - the largest Kauri in the world!



From there we travelled to the west coast of the Northland where the mighty Kauri trees rule the forest. There are a variety of short hikes which provide viewing access to some of the largest Kauris in New Zealand. Kauris have massive, branchless trunks which shoot straight up to sprawling canopies providing habitat for birds and vegetation high above the ground.  The dense, knotless wood is prime for building lumber (especially ship masts) and led to extensive logging upon the arrival of Europeans. As a result only a few Kauri forests remain. We had the honor of viewing the mighty Tane Mahuta, the tallest Kauri at 51 meters with a 13 meter diameter and possibly 2,000 years old.





Up close and personal with the 7th largest Kauri tree!
After a long road trip from the forests of the Northland through city lights of Auckland we arrived at our home away from home in Tauranga- we spent nearly 3 months in this lively beach town at the beginning of our NZ adventure. I wanted to surf at least once more before heading to the colder South Island and we were both eager to revisit a place with which we felt a strong connection. I got my afternoon of surfing in, Theresa enjoyed a relaxing day on the beach, and we met up with some friends from the Northland for a few drinks in one of the pubs we used to frequent.
Andy Surfing

Devil's Bath - apparently both the Devil and the Queen like yellow.
The next day we reluctantly left our beloved Tauranga and headed south towards Rotarua- a geothermal hotspot and place of cultural significance for the Maori. Rotarua, while beautiful and interesting, has tourist trap written all over it with countless billboards and brochures offering expensive geothermal, cultural, and adventure packages.  After much sifting through info, we chose to roll down a hillside suspended in a plastic ball, within another plastic ball, sloshing around in water- yes, the Zorb Experience! Though it was a short ride, it was quite fun- kind of similar to a water slide.  The most hilarious part of this experience occurred when I exited the Zorb through a small hole, wide-eyed, soaked and awkwardly landing on my bum looking like a grown man being born into this world from an extraterrestrial egg. To top it all off, Theresa stood laughing hysterically while a company photographer snapped photos of me being born again!

Champagne Pool
That night we found a campsite on a quiet, little lake not far from town. While driving into the campsite, we spotted what at first looked like a large rodent. As we drove closer we saw it hopping away and realized that it was a Wallaby… in New Zealand!! Not quite believing our eyes and thinking that we had made an important discovery, we planned to inform people at the I-site that there were Wallabies in the area. A couple days later we were informed that, yes, there are many Wallabies in the area and that, no, we had not made an important discovery. But still we were excited at having seen one … before even going to Australia!  

The next day we hiked through a geothermal park filled with bubbling, colorful water and steam rising from holes in the ground everywhere. We also got to see a geyser shoot off and the most amazing sight of all- a pond of bubbling mud! Later we went for a short hike along Kerosene Creek to soak in a pool of hot water beneath a small waterfall. And the amazing thing about this creek is that not just the pools are hot, all of the water running through the creek is as well. It was also pretty much the only thing that we found near Rotarua that didn’t cost any money!

Kerosene Creek
Though we were ultimately heading south, Theresa convinced me that we should drive north from Rotarua to the small town of Matamata- which is better known as the home of Hobbiton from Lord of the Rings.  So we booked a tour and hopped on a bus which took us to a remote sheep farm where The Shire is located. It turns out we had lucky timing for this visit since the sight had recently been prepped for the filming of The Hobbit. Hobbiton did not disappoint, with various pathways winding through green rolling hills leading from one hobbit-hole to the next. Basically it looked exactly like it does in the movies. Theresa was glowing the entire time. We got so caught up in the hype that we purchased two bottles of SobeRing Thought- a dark, chocolatey, 1.0% alcohol beer that director Peter Jackson had brewed special for the movie so actors would not get too drunk while filming the pub scenes! Unfortunately, we cannot post any of the 200 photos Theresa took due to the confidentiality forms we signed involving the filming of the new movie.

Plotting
Evil Plan
From there we headed southwest towards the Waitomo Caves. There are a variety of underground tours offered in this area- we chose the Tumu-Tumu Tubing adventure. This involved climbing down a ladder through a crack in the earth into the dark, frigid waters of a cave. Sounds inviting, eh? Even with thick wet suits, helmets, and gum boots it was quite cold and uncomfortable as we went from walking in ankle deep water, to wading waste deep, eventually to swimming in the black water. However, the excitement and beauty of the cave formations were well worth the discomfort. One of the highlights came as we floated in tubes in complete darkness gazing up at the “glow worms” hanging from the ceiling of the cave. Glow Worms are actually fly larvae (otherwise know as maggots- apparently it is believed that more people will be drawn to “Glow Worm” tours than “Maggot” tours). They glow in order to attract other insects into their sticky strings hanging below them. We spent about three hours underground before emerging into the light of day again chilled, exhausted and ready for hot showers.

Going into the deep unknown
Glow worms!
Tubing in the black waters
Mineral deposits thousands of years old







A tight squeeze - not for the claustrophobic!
Andy's Jump
Tongariro National Park was our next destination so we headed south and camped on the edge of the park. We planned on hiking the Tongariro Crossing but got a late start and realized it was a more extensive hike (6-8 hours) so we decided to do it the next day with a friendly couple we met at the campsite. In the meantime we headed up to Taupo to do some sight-seeing and possibly bungy jump. Theresa was initially eager, but having second thoughts at the idea of jumping head first off a high platform with an elastic cord strapped to her feet as we drove closer to Taupo. I had planned on bungy jumping at some point in NZ, but was perfectly content to avoid doing it as long as possible. But once we arrived there and saw a few people jump we realized there was no turning back. I went first, primarily because I wanted to get it over with. Those of you who’ve seen the videos saw me sitting like Forrest Gump on the park bench before taking baby steps to the platform and diving 154 ft towards the water below, letting out a primal scream while every molecule in my body yearned to be back on the platform. That feeling of falling is truly indescribable and worth experiencing …once. Theresa was the last jump of the day and spent the last few minutes before jumping nervously squirming and checking every buckle on her harness (though she had no idea what she was checking for). The tone of her scream went from excited as she jumped to terrified as she fell towards the river, eventually being partially dunked in the water below. After that thrill we headed back towards Tongariro to get ready for a long hike the next day.
Theresa's Jump
The Plunge!!




















The Tongariro Crossing found us hiking along the base of Mt. Ngauruhoe (Mt. Doom from Lord of the Rings) on a clear, blue-sky day. It was a long and spectacular hike, the highlights of which were looking down on the Emerald Lakes and the Red Crater from the highest point of the hike as well as enjoying the good company of our hiking mates -Flo from France and Amanda from Canada.

Mt. Doom


Mt Doom is an active volcano.  If you see steam, you better run!





Red Rock
Emerald Pools


It took us a couple more days to make our way down to Wellington after a brief stop in Napier- a lively art-deco town on the east coast. We made it to Wellington late in the evening on St. Patrick’s Day and rallied with a few drinks, some live music, and rubbed elbows with lots of very drunk kiwis. Wellington is a great city filled with character, interesting public sculptures, a good music scene (Justin Townes Earle played there a couple weeks ago), and an overall artsy vibe. Basically it reminded us of a windy Portland! Unfortunately we only had one day to check it out because we had tickets for the Interislander Ferry for the four-hour  boat ride across Cook Strait to the South Island.

St. Patrick's Day
Andy was my green

Molly Malone's in Welly

This hat was a gift - I'm actually Irish everyday!

Wellington

Wellington

The old trolly

Our Boat (and the dust that the stupid camera store clerk blew into my sensor!  Argh!)
That was nearly six weeks ago. We’ve since settled in Blenheim, picked many grapes, tasted a lot of wine and tried to stay warm as we move into the heart of autumn and edge towards winter here in the Southern Hemisphere. The vineyard work has been slow as of late and in the backpacking world, when there is no work you might as well travel. So the next week or two we will travel the South island and plan to return to Blenheim for the winter pruning season for a couple months.