The boys said Goodbye to their Great Aunt Margaret on Tuesday evening and I took her up to Auckland to get the plane to start the last leg of her trip. She still couldn’t get her head around the fact that she was going on a 12 hour flight to Los Angeles which would arrive 3 hours after she set off from Auckland. I must admit I find it bizarre too – time zones are strange things. Anyway she was looking forward to going to Vancouver and still trying to decide whether to get the flying boat over to Vancouver Island or go on the ferry. I think she was quite taken with the flying boat as we saw a couple at Lake Taupo and was attracted by the idea of flying in and landing on the water!
She had a good time in Wellington with Chris and Brian. They spent a couple of hours in Wellington itself and then had a drive round the coast. Wednesday they went over the Rimutuckers to see Moi and Terry and spent a pleasant afternoon looking round the beautiful Awaiti gardens in Carterton, and then fish and chips in in the White Swan in Greytown before heading back over the mountains to Upper Hutt. Thursday they had the compulsory visit to Te Papa which as usual was a source of fascination and wonder, before heading back to Hamilton.
We had a damp last few days but made it to Rotorua on Saturday. Lachlan and Nigel went mountain biking in the Redwoods whilst Aunty Marg, Aonghas and I went to Whakarewarewa. Aonghas was given the choice of mountain biking but when he heard that we were going to Whakarewarewa he said “Is that the place where we had the sweetcorn?” (5 years ago when he was 5yrs old) and when we said that it was, he decided that he would forego the bike ride in favour of sweetcorn!
It all started off so promising, the sun was shining and despite a bit of a breeze it was quite pleasant. We dropped the boys off at the Redwoods and embarked on our tour. Margaret was fascinated by it and I have to say that I too learnt something new and am always intrigued by the the place. This was the third time I have been round and I have had 3 different guides. Since they all live or have lived in the village and have all been different ages, they all bring their
own stories, memories and anecdotes to the tour. We saw the Kapahaka show and Aonghas went up to do the Haka! Had a nosey round the shops and were just about to get a coffee when we got an SOS from the boys – Nigel’s chain had broken at the top of the hill – so I left Gus and Aunty Margaret in the cafe and headed out to pick them up just as it started to pour with rain! They were like a pair of drowned rats, looking very miserable sheltering behind the entrance sign to the car Park!
The rain continued so we headed to the Fat Dog (where else?) for a (big) bite to eat.
It was a rather damp weekend and plans for a trip out to the beach on Sunday came to nothing when we woke to torrential rain. However, we spent a lovely day chatting and Aunty Margaret told me more tales about our family so that I could fill in some of the gaps in the family tree. It was fascinating and I really want to get down to some real research and work on our genealogy. Time, time, time – there is never enough of it! She had a quiet day on Monday when I was at work, but it brightened up in the afternoon and we managed to get out to Hamilton Lake to see the Pukeko and the ducks. We went out to Babaganush on Grey Street on Tuesday evening – well worth a visit – great food and reasonably priced too. I managed to manage my day on Wednesday to squeeze in the trip to Auckland airport to see Margaret off which was great – luckily there were no traffic problems en route and so I got back in time for my afternoon classes! It really was lovely spending some time with Aunty Marg and having someone to talk to about Mum. Quite a few weepy moments too but it was all good. It will be difficult to remember everything she told me but I memories are always subjective and I am sure that some of hers were her personal interpretations of events which others may not see in the same way. Isn’t that the nature of history?
Long time no write – we have been just a tad busy over the last few weeks, but now most of the boxes are unpacked, and the house is in some semblance of order, I thought I’d take some time out to write an update.
Where did I leave you – I think we had just decided to buy 7 Naylor Street and were in the throes of packing and getting to grips with the property buying system here in NZ. Everything went according to plan and on 12th December at around about lunchtime I had a call from the solicitor to say that the keys were ready to be picked up. We had arranged for our new bed to be delivered that afternoon and Nigel was going to pick up the new sofa (Yes, we splashed out!) so I headed to the house with a pile of boxes and some cleaning stuff. What a wonderful surprise – the house was spotless – the previous owners had engaged a cleaning company to scrub the place – it was immaculate! So I wandered around, opened all the doors and windows and had a thoroughly good explore of our new home. The best thing about it so far is the open plan living room with access to the garden on two sides. It’s almost like having another living room – we’ve put the old settee out there as
well as the garden table and chairs and it is very pleasant sitting out there even quite late into the evening. The garden is very pretty and well laid out and the sitting areas are sheltered and quiet. When Blair was out here over Christmas he tidied up the straggly bushes and deadheaded the roses for us, but really there is little to do to the garden except keep it tidy. We have plans of course – there are several Camellias and lots of roses as well as some beautiful ornamental grasses and other shrubs and trees we don’t know the names of – but we would like to create a vegetable plot and swap some of the ornamental trees for fruit trees. However, we will see how things grow over the next 12 months before we start decimating the place!
Inside I am revelling in having an en suite bathroom – no more queues for the shower in the morning and a toilet seat that is down not up!! (you need to have a family of boys to appreciate that one!) But generally just having space to move around and finally unpack all those boxes is great.
As I said, Nigel’s brother Blair came to stay over Christmas. He helpfully arrived the day after we moved in though gave us a bit of a scare when he didn’t arrive on the day he said he would, which was our moving day. We had arranged for a shuttle bus to pick him up and got a call from them mid-afternoon to ask us if he had actually got
on the plane as there was no sign of him. After a couple of anxious hours and some unproductive phone calls to the airport and the airline we realised that due to the time difference he must have got the day wrong. Fortunately the Shuttle service was up at the airport the next day and picked him up for us! He spent last Christmas helping us pack up the house in Ingleton and this year helping us unpack in Hamilton, hopefully next time he visits we won’t be moving again!
We headed down to Greytown on the Friday Aonghas finished school – Lachlan had already had a week off by this stage, mooching around with his friends. A quick stop in Taupo for a late lunch/early tea and then straight on down. Next day we went over to Wellington for a family get together. Mike and Kathryn – Nigel’s cousin and his wife were over from Malaysia where Mike is working at the moment but were due to return the next day. It was good to meet up with them again and Aonghas enjoyed playing with Alexia whilst Lachlan looked on with a sort of teenage superiority!
We spent the next few days between Greytown and Wellington – Aonghas was desperate to go to Te Papa again and we all had last minute Christmas shopping to do. On Tuesday we went out to Matiu/Soames Island which is a former quarantine island used by the European settlers when they arrived in NZ in the 19th century. Sadly, some of them never made it off the island to discover the delights of the new life they had left Europe for. It is a beautiful place and DOC (The Department of Conservation) have adopted it as an Island Sanctuary where they are trying to eliminate all mammalian predators in order to regenerate the native bush and wildlife. It is one of the few places where you can see skinks and lizards – we had fleeting glimpses as they dashed across our path. We also had to duck and weave as the odd protective nesting seagull dive bombed us! There are more and more “Island” sanctuaries being created by DOC, I think I have already talked about Maungatautari which is not far from us and we visited another called Mount Bruce whilst we were away. After the beautiful weather on Matiu island the rain came and so looking for wet weather options Terry suggested Mount Bruce. This is a newly developed area with a visitor centre and a Kiwi house. It was fascinating seeing the kiwis interacting and using their long beaks grubbing for food. The Kiwi house is specially adapted to simulate night time so that visitors can see the kiwis as they are nocturnal birds. They have a few that have been reared in captivity and will not be released into the wild, but as they produce young they are carefully nurtured so that they can be released into the wild in the areas that have been made predator free. We also watched the Kaka being fed – these are NZ parrots that have been released into the area, but as they are quite social birds they still come back to the feeding area. They are only given a snack as they get the bulk of their diet for themselves in the wild, but again, it is fascinating watching them scrapping with each other and squawking. Later on when we went for a walk at Waikaremoana we could hear the Kaka above the other birds they have such a distinctive call. The birdsong in the bush was amazing – I think it was the noisiest walk I have done – even Aonghas couldn’t compete!’ We could clearly hear the Tuis and the Bellbirds as well as NZ robins, fantails and a whole host of others that I don’t yet recognise.
The sun came out for Christmas day and the planned barbecue went ahead – I still can’t quite get my head around a hot Christmas but we had the full works for Christmas Day – cooked English breakfast, roast lamb, potatoes etc for dinner, the only real difference being the kumara which seems to be served in almost every dish in every restaurant here. Nigel and Blair really struggled whenever we ate out as they use kumara or pumpkin as the basis for nearly all vegetarian dishes – not one of Nigel’s favourites!
We headed up the coast to Napier on Boxing Day and had a day on the beach which was lovely – rather overdid the sun exposure despite liberal lathering with sun screen – swimming and playing in the sea was a welcome activity after being inland for so long! Napier is an interesting place with it’s 1930’s architecture, though we didn’t really have time to explore it much. The beaches are graded pebbles – Aonghas wasn’t impressed as he couldn’t dig but it was quite nice for wriggling down in the warm pebbles and making a comfortable “nest” to lie on! (and no sand in the sandwiches either!)
From there we went inland to another “island” reserve around a lake called Waikaremoana (sea of rippling waters) – this is a huge lake in the Te Urewa National Park. It really is beautiful and well worth the uncomfortable drive to get there and back out again. The main Wairoa to Rotorua State Highway goes through the Park but 90km of it is un sealed and very rutted! The car had a thick coating of red dust all over it by the time we got out! We found a basic DOC campsite (standpipe and Longdrop toilet) but got a tent pitch right next to the lake. Aonghas was keen to get straight in the water but took a while to persuade Lachlan to come in with him – in the end Blair offered them 2 dollars for the first to get in – Aonghas was straight in there but it still took Lachlan an age to submerse himself! It was quite cold – the lake is at 600m – I went in for a morning swim the next day and came out numb! Very refreshing though! We were short of gas so Lachlan and Blair went into the bush to get some firewood just in case. (we’d already checked with the warden that it was okay to have a fire and there were already fireplaces constructed along the lakeside) Lachlan was disappointed that we didn’t need to light the fire that evening – it was also a bit windy so we were reluctant to inconvenience our neighbours. We went to bed after a beautiful clear evening and a dark night sky full of stars, with the Morepork calling to each other to wake the next day to mist and rain!
Undeterred we set off on a walk through the bush to a smaller lake called Waikereiti. It was only a short walk but a wet one but the bush sheltered us from the worst of the rain and there was plenty to look at and hear on the way. Definitely a place to go back to in the future as there is plenty of scope for longer walks and overnight tramps.
Back to Hamilton for New Year. It was good to touch base and do a bit more unpacking. Fortunately the weather was good again so we managed to dry out the wet tent we had packed away in Waikaremoana. We had a quiet Hogmanay with just the five of us but it was lovely to be at home (and sleeping in our new, very comfortable bed!) I have been struggling with a damaged rotator cuff muscle and sleeping on the hard ground in a tent didn’t do it much good! But a couple of days later we packed up again and drove up to Otauto Bay on the Coromandel coast to stay with Lorraine and Rob on their campsite. A chance for the boys to go fishing – Blair usually fishes for Pike in Scotland so was looking forward to some sea fishing, and he had bought a fishing rod for Aonghas for Christmas so he was keen to try it out! We had four days of beautiful weather after the first night of thunderstorms cleared the air.
Unfortunately the fishing wasn’t as productive as we were told it had been the previous week, but we all caught something so were happy. Just being out on the boat early in the morning, the sun shining and the breeze blowing the cobwebs away is wonderful. I could quite happily sit out there all day, rocking on the waves (as long as they aren’t too big!). The boys had great fun playing in the sea – they managed to borrow some kayaks which kept them occupied for hours. Aonghas, of course, was perfectly happy to dig and create fortifications to keep out the sea and then watch them being engulfed before starting all over again! I enjoyed my early morning swims when nobody else was around – it was like having the whole ocean to myself!
Before we left to go up the Coromandel we decided we needed a map so that we could get back to one of our favourite past times of poring over the map of the area we were visiting and planning walking routes (and then looking at them afterwards to see where we had been). We had very reluctantly parted with our collection of OS maps when we left the UK, but decided that maps were to be used not stored so gave them to friends we knew would appreciate them. We are quite excited at the prospect of starting a new collection of NZ maps as we visit new places but were disappointed to find that here in NZ that 1:25 000 maps do not exist!! They only have 1:50 000 and there are very few footpaths marked on them. However a lot of the land is open access or is owned/managed by DOC and there are walking route cards available from them (usually at a small cost of $1) which give information about the area and which parts are open access.
At the moment most of the walks we have done have been on marked trails but as we get more familiar with the terrain and the environment we will go a bit further afield. Anyway, to get back to the map for the Coromandel – it turned out that we needed TWO maps for the small area we were going to and one of the maps is 90% water!! We decided to do one of the walks marked on the DOC leaflet though not marked on the map – it went up from Fantail Bay and was described as going up to the bushline where their were fantastic views of the Coromandel. After a couple of hours fishing and playing in the sea we headed off through a DOC campsite and into the bush. Following a stream for a while we started to climb up the sides of a gully, the path was marked with coloured tags in the trees but was a narrow track and was quite overgrown with Supplejack and fallen Ponga trees. Blair was up at the front and soon shouted back that he thought we had gone the wrong way. It was clear that we hadn’t but the path was getting very steep and he had reached a point where the path seemed to go downwards before turning back up again. We were in a very steep gully and decided that caution was the better part of valour and turned back. Once back down at stream level we followed the stream along to a very inviting pool – so inviting that the boys and I stripped off and dived in! Cold but very refreshing, we made our way to the waterfall where we let the water pound our backs and floated in the bubbles.
We had a lovely time with Lorraine, Rob, Ernie and Marlene who just treated us as part of the family – they have a great setup there as they all prepare a bit of the meals each and bring it all together, eating fresh fish as they catch it. We felt a bit awkward that we didn’t have the wherewithall to contribute as much as we felt we should have but we can hopefully make up for that in the future somehow. I’m sure we will go back there agin and can go better prepared next time.
Back to Hamilton again – Blair and I had a bit of a job persuading Nigel to come back before the 8th (his Birthday) as Chris and Brian were coming up from Wellington for a surprise Birthday visit. I also had the job of organising the sleeping arrangements without him suspecting anything! Blair was already in Lachlan’s room and so he was sharing with Aonghas, so we were hoping for good weather so that the boys could sleep in the tent in the garden and I brought the futon in to Aonghas’ room for Chris and Brian. Blair was to take Nigel out of the way for the day so I could do all this! It all worked out well because Chris and Brian arrived while they were out and so he got back to find them there and was genuinely surprised (although we had a scary moment the previous evening when Aonghas nearly gave the game away). It was good to spend more time with Chris and Brian and get to know them better especially since Blair was here as well. But all too soon it was time for them and Blair to go home and the house feels quite empty now we are just four again!
A few days to chill before I start my new job – the boys are booked into a tennis and golf camp next week in Cambridge – a bid to keep Lachlan off the computer and out into the open! He has struggled with the familiar summer holiday problem of friends being around when we were away and then them being away when we are here so hasn’t been out and about as much as he had hoped. Hoewever he has met up with some friends today and I am sure the last week of the holidays he will be able to catch up with them all again too. Both of them are taking part ion the Weetbix tryathlon at the beginning of February and Lachlan is also competing in a Mountain bike race in mid-Feb. We have just spent $250 on repairs to his bike after the last event which he disappointingly got more than half way through before his wheel hit a root and got bent! We were amazed that yesterday he got up,(after spending most of the holidays doing the teenage thing of sleeping until midday!) made himself a packed lunch and was ready to set off to cycle to the Mountain bike track on his own to practise and then cycle back. We were so impressed we said we would give him a lift since we were planning on going up that way anyay! (It is quite a long way on busy roads to get there – or are we just being too protective!)
Wow, that is a bit of a mammoth blog. Well done if you have got all the way through it! Better stick some photos in now!
Well, we are officially in to Daylight saving – the clocks sprang forward this morning and last weekend was the first day of Spring. We went along to Hamilton Gardens where there was a Hispanic theme as the Latin-American contingent of Hamilton celebrated the beginning of Spring. It was very pleasant as the drummers and strummers made their music accompanied by girating, scantily clad, nubile, young ladies! When the boys had had enough we ventured outside for ice creams and a refreshing beer in the sun.
The last few weeks at work have been pretty hectic – Nigel is busy writing a major report which has to be submitted this week so he is hard at it every evening collating and interpreting data, and I have been up to my ears preparing students for Practice exams, marking them and now preparing follow up work to make sure they are ready for their main exams in November. But the boys and I now have a two week break so I can perhaps manage to catch the tail I have been chasing!
Lachlan gets his pot off tomorrow so he is looking forward to being able to scratch! We have tried to prepare him for the likelihood of him not being able to immediately use his arm but not sure that he has really taken that on board! Hopefully he will be able to get some physio pretty quickly – not sure how it all pans out here but I am sure we will find out soon enough! We might even manage to fit in a day’s skiing at Mt Ruapehu if the doc says Lachlan’s wrist is up to it!
I am still buzzing from my first caving trip in NZ! I went away with the Outdoor Ed group for a two day trip based in Waitomo (Maori name meaning Water (wai) Cave (tomo)) at the Hamilton Tomo Club base. They had a session doing some rescue techniques at the Black Water Rafting centre, a session learning SRT, an abseiling session and then a caving trip. It was great to get all my kit out again – that familiar feeling as I donned my gear and had a play on the SRT rig at the centre. Walking into the cave (Gardeners Gut) just felt like coming home – what a wonderful sensation sloshing my way down a stream passage with beautiful banded limestone and a fair bit of flowstone. We climbed up into some dry fossil passage beautifully decorated with straws, helictites, stals and columns (compulsory photograph of the tallest column in North Island but unfortunately not available as we go to press – I’ll add it as soon as I get it from the photographer!) before dropping back down to the stream and heading out. All in good sized walking passage apart from one short section – a large lump of flowstone blocks the way on but for a low, narrow, sloping section called the “Organ Grinder”. It is a similar sort of size to the Cheese Press in Long Churn but probably a bit more technical as it is a dog leg on a slope, so you have to keep your legs and hips up high or you slip nto the narrowest part and get stuck! Most of us slipped through easily with encouragement and instruction from our guide John, but waiting at the end of the line and watching as everyone else goes through is quite unsettling and our last two students were pretty nervous by the time it was their turn. Both were physically a bit bigger than the rest who were thin, skinny things but they maintained their composure and showed strength of character to get through without too much difficulty. Alan, (aka “Brown Bear”) our second guide. had the most difficulty – whereas John holds the unofficial record of 23 seconds for sliding through, Alan took 15 minutes the last (and only) time he did it! However with John to direct him he beat his previous attempt by 10 minutres and was a happy Bear as he rejoined the group! About a 5 hour trip altogether with a group of 8 novice cavers and a good varied introduction to NZ caves. Bring on the next cave!
As I already said we were staying at the Hamilton Tomo Club hut – oh, aren’t caving club huts the same the world over!!? That same earthy smell of damp caving gear, sweaty bodies and stale food and beer! The cliquey photos of the current in-crowd and historic photos of legendary club cavers, the ubiquitous “squeeze machines” and old caving equipment festooning the walls. Difficult though to find out where any of the caves are – there were plenty of surveys and the NZ book of surveys for both North and South Island but no grid references for the entrances and no mention of any locations in the trip logs either, even for newly discovered caves as you would find in UK hut logs (except for top secret digs!!) I sense a challenge coming on! We WILL find some NZ caves!
On Friday afternoon we headed back to Hamilton but stopped on the way in Cambridge for a spot of Paintballing! It was the first time I have had the pleasure of this activity and I was a little apprehensive. However I soon got pulled into the excitement of it all and had a great time, despite taking a nasty hit to the unprotected soft part of my neck which two days later is still sore, and looks like I have been eaten by a voracious blood sucking bat! However being on the victorious team makes up for the pain and dsicomfort! (Blacks (my team) beat Greens (Uivel’s team) 3 games to nil – Go the Blacks! (Who said I was competitive!?)
This weekend has been fine and sunny and we have been forced into spending some money on a lawn mower to tame the rapidly sprouting lawn. We also bit the bullet and bought some outdoor furniture – it was still just about warm enough to christen it this evening and eat outside! Let’s hope it will be the first of many meals al fresco!
We are now busy planning for Christmas – presents need to be sent soon to arrive home in time and we are starting to plan what to do for the holidays – it does seem strange trying to plan summer activities for Christmas! Looks like we will be down in Wellington and Greytown as soon as school breaks up for NZ family Christmas and we will probably make our way back up the East coast beach hopping after that. Will keep you posted! A bientot!