Tomorrow we set sail for the south island, but as the north has given us so much, it feels good to share a few more memories of the past couple of weeks, and bid our farewells for now to all the people we have met. We shall see you again for sure.Im beginning to think that Lee was a mole in a past life, we all know he loves caving but did you know how much joy he gets from digging soil. With a blocked toilet situation, he was straight out there to source the problem, shovel in hand, i was standing near with some soap. Unfortunately the fence was not finished at Ben and Sarah’s, but Lee managed to set another few more posts when we popped out for a visit. I was inside tucking into the best iced coffee ever (coffee with ice cream) and trying to understand the rules of a board game when we noticed he was gone, there isn’t many people who would disappear off to dig holes in the hot sun. Then lastly how happy can you imagine he was at the mention of a 100m trench being dug at Prabh and Emma’s whilst we house sat.So happy in fact that we had the trencher hired out the second day we were there, expecting to need it for the day, but in actual fact all done and dug within two hours. He managed to draw out the process of filling the hole in again throughout the day, but did a fantastic job and even connected all the wires back up again.I couldn’t complain whilst he enjoyed having a lie in, i was delighted to be up seeing to all the animals, checking they were happy with food and water before setting the bread maker into action. What a treat to have a kitchen, not once did i resent doing all the cooking as i whizzled and sizzled with every appliance i could find. The blender came in particular use for fruit smoothies to cool us down in the incredible heat we had. When the sun did dip down a little i was out grooming the horses, taking the ponies for a walk, and Lee and I even managed to take the horses out for a ride together. Going out by myself was becoming difficult as Nippy and Lucky were having issues with separation. Whizzy the golden lab was my little shadow, and for his companionship i felt it was only right to visit the stream everyday, he was in heaven fetching a stick and he cooled me off as he splashed by.When the Mokha’s arrived back from Wellington we enjoyed being around for a few more days, more horse riding, having fun with the girls and visiting an axeman and horse show. Prabh, i have mastered the art of making Roti in the van although the skill is more to not get flour everywhere.More chilling out was had at Jimmy and Iva’s, with a cheese fondue experience one night. The boys erected a wood shed in the garden and Iva and I went on some more bike rides, being joined by Julia when we visited Kai iwi for a picnic and a swim.Our last evening was spent at the new Indian restaurant in town, Fliss, Iva and myself visited the beach for a final swim before joining the others for some yummy curry. It was really nice to have a treat with some of our friends from Wanga we look forward to seeing you all again soon.Passing through Palmy we stopped to see Josie, wishing her well at the new house but leaving with a bag of oranges picked from her old garden. Waikanae beach was home for a night, and after a refreshing morning swim we made for Wellington.Life in the capital has been a little windy, but that is what is expected dimly. The pour down kept us hidden away in Te Papa and having an early night with a film and looking at the mapa. The sun however draws the city alive, with concerts in the gardens and people dancing the jive. We are sure there is much more to explore, but parking on the streets is getting tough, and we want to be out in the wilderness rough.Lots of love to many people we know, looking forward to the future flow.Lee and Em xXx
Festivities
Hey MERRY CHRISTMAS, hope you all had a good one and enjoyed the festivities. We thought of you all and look forward to hearing what you got up to.Our day was spent with friends in Wanganui, and after carving the roast beef and putting finishing touches to the mince pies we opened up some presents with Jimmy, Iva, Josie and Chendi with some classic cheesy christmas songs playing in the background, Lee searched out a woolly jumper, scarf and hat to bring an essence of home, and we started to finally feel the christmas spirit.The rest of the day was spent at Ben and Sarah’s, where everybody enjoyed the warm sunshine with a feast of salads, meats and sweets, watered down with cheers and bubbles. It was a fantastic day with Perudo being played continuously and even though we missed our family we felt surrounded by friends.Leading upto christmas, before heading over to Wanganui, we spent a few more days on the surf highway, where we last left you. We really got into the swing of things in New Plymouth, enjoying our days on the beaches catching rays and waves but something was inevitable, we were to buy a surfboard. With christmas around the corner we assured ourselves it would be worth it, why lie on water, when you can walk on it like Jesus. I still need to build up confidence but Lee as always is getting the hang of it with ease.When the desire to get in the water has been forfilled, the pleasure from catching fish has taken hold. In New Plymouth on the docks a four hour wait was made worth it when a snapper finally took a bite. With decisions made of calling it a night, we saw the pull of the rod, full credit to Lee in dealing with the kill, preparation and cooking, it was awesome. Then recently in Wangi he managed it again and on a trip out with some friends he was the only one to catch a kawai and also an eel. It was all grilled and served up to share, never thought I’d ever eat eel but cut it into little steaks with a dap of curry powder it tastes great, really meaty.Being back in Wanganui has been really good for us, as it has allowed us to live here and feel more connected with New Zealand, Jimmy and Iva have been amazing letting us stay for so long, but also so many other people who have invited us in to stay or have diner, we have loved it, and will always be grateful.With Iva keen to get out on her new bike, we were more than happy to have a personal tour guide, cycling to Paloma Gardens, Kai iwi (Food People) beach and more, clocking up over 100km in two days at one point. Us girls also hit some yoga classes, and to cool down we visited Mosquito Point on the Wanganui River which is a great spot for a swim, chill or (dog) cliff jump.The reason for getting a part time job was simply because I thought why not, not because the surfboard had caused a pinch, honest. The day I went looking I got asked back to start that night and so my three weeks at Angora, the mediterranean, turkish restaurant began. In the hectic, busy, hot environment I was once again reminded about the joys of hospitality, the great thing is New Zealand customers never complain, the bad thing is, they never tip. Lee helped in the kitchen for two nights but I couldn’t blame him for calling quits, I was delighted too when christmas eve arrived and my final shift was finished, pheww back to living a holiday. Lee also got stuck in with some manual labour, pruning Jimmy’s Eucalyptus and helping to build a fence at Ben’s, he has more offers on the way.We also tried our luck at having a stall on the local market, the week before christmas. Iva and I spent the week creating lavender stuffed soft toys, using locally grown lavender from Ben. The freshly cut bunches sold a treat and Iva also gained interest in her art work. Even though Lee and Jimmy had enjoyed the week relaxing at Ben’s bach fly fishing, they encouraged us on throughout market day as the rain poured down. We made a good $60 each and enjoyed the experience immensely, and even though the toys didn’t all sell they were accepted in a shop on the high street, where two more have already been sold.We knew coming to Wanganui would mean having good times with awesome people and thats just what we have had. A place so far from home, yet somewhere we can always come back too and feel welcomed. Plans are to be here for a couple more weeks, house sit for the Mokha family and look after all the animals, I cant wait to get out on Nippy again. Then our journey to the south shall begin, I will feel sad to leave here but excited for the lands ahead.Happy New Year to you, with lots of love Lee and Em xxx
Sunny Days In Taranaki
We hope you enjoyed our previous blog about our tramp along the Tongariro Alpine Crossing, it comes highly recommended.After a few more days of relaxing and enjoying the bach in Taupo we made plans to leave, and at the same time the news about the Pike River mine explosion came to a tragic conclusion. As with the rest of the country we had been watching in hope over the previous few days.Leaving Kuratau we headed west once more towards the Taranaki District, but this time we took the Forgotten World highway (SH43), New Zealand’s oldest touring route. A Rugged 155km 3hr journey between Taumarunui and Stratford, which twists through hills and steep bushy draped cliffs of the Tangarakau Gorge. There are several sights to see through this rural part of NZ, the highlight being the Gorge itself as well as driving through a tunnel called ‘Hobbits Hole’ Along the way we stopped off at Damper Falls, at 85m it is the second highest waterfall on the North Island. Surrounded by native bush, the falls spill over a papa bluff but unfortunately due to the dry weather it was a mere trickle, but we still got a sense of its size.Toward the end of the highway we passed through the unusual town on Whangamomona once a bustling frontier town, with up to 300 residents providing service to hardy farmers trying to wrestle a living from the nearby bush. But in 1924 the town suffered from a great flood, since then the population has diminished and now only 30 residents live in the town. Whangamomona declared itself a republic in 1989 due to past political headache, and you can now get your passport stamped or even buy a Whangamomonian version.After the days drive we arrive in familiar territory, New Plymouth. We had arranged to meet up with Vicky and Shaun, friends of Emma’s auntie and uncle Vicky and John. We arrived at a pub called Fredericks, not knowing who we were looking for we rang Vicky’s number and gazed around at the table seeing who was picking up a phone, there they were, “Hello,” joining them for a refreshing beer we caught up and swapped stories.The past few nights we have stayed at their house and enjoyed numerous BBQ’s, beers, sunshine and showers as well as meeting a number of their friends along the way. During our time here the weather has been outstanding, the best November for years as Shaun stated. So we made the most of it and hit the beaches.Back Beach close to town gave us opportunities to go surfing, snorkelling, swimming and sunbathing, and really just to get a taste of what life by the sea can have to offer. I am even more tempted to purchase a surfboard, but the body boards are fun and helping us learn in the mean time.As well as the beaches we have enjoyed a number of other places such as Lake Mangamahoe, a beautiful spot which sets itself in the foreground of Mt Taranaki, which still has a fair amount of snow on it. I was also lucky enough to head out to sea with Shaun on his boat to try our luck at fishing. We headed a good Km or two from Port and got our rods out, but unfortunately the wind and swell got up so we eventually had to call it a day, and with no catch we headed back to port with some speed and air.The past couple of nights we decided to head out in the camper, it has been a while since we last slept in it. We spent the nights at a ‘secret’ location where we are lucky enough to have the entire beach to ourselves, cooking delicious foods upon the open fire, its hard to believe we are now only weeks away from christmas.Lee & Em
Tongariro Alpine Crossing
In the cover of darkness a journey begins, four beings gathered from far away lands known as Czech and England. Emma, Lee, Petra and Sarka join to complete their quest of walking the Tongariro Alpine Crossing.In recent years the battle against the evil thieves who target cars, motorhomes, and other modes of transport in the car parks have left people with little choice but to succumb to the call of the shuttle bus companies, or to be in anguish and worry during the day.Sharing in the experience of paying $40 we joined the bus with more and more people following, eventually outnumbering the amount of seats. Beating the crowds on the earliest of the shuttles at 6am was not looking hopeful.Low level mist surrounded the bus, only to clear upon arrival amongst the shadow of Mt Ngauruhoe or Mt Doom as some may know it. A miraculous plan to hold back for ten or so minutes adjusting straps, slapping on the sun cream saw the crowds disappear.Setting off we began by following the Mangatepopo Stream and soon approached the soda springs, which gives a final glance at lush greenery, as the scene from now on would consist of black lava flows, dusty crater floors, snow, and all colours of rock.With the path steepening at the Mangatepopo Saddle, the shadow of Mt Tongariro appears, huge, bulky and covered in snow it marks the direction of the crossing to continue. Looking right however the challenge to climb Mt Doom shouts out.Petra and Sarka decided to remain on the trail to enjoy the scenery, and take the day at their own pace wishing us good luck and encouragement for the climb ahead we said goodbye for now. Knowing we would have alot of time to catch up we fuelled up with bananas and water.Mt Ngauruhoe is a classic cone shaped volcano of 2km 600m detour with an average time to complete of three hours. Steep, and covered in scree it is known as a two steps up and one step back experience. But something I’m glad not to have missed, to follow in the footsteps of hobbits.Getting into a rhythm quickly helped to save energy and I was delighted to have chosen to wear my huge boots, as they gave more grip. Kicking steps in the snow also helped ascend the steep slopes. A fair few people had decided to tackle the slope, opting for the direct path up the mountain. It was soon apparent of the dangers of the scree, large rocks started to tumble down the hill side “Below, Below” began to sound amongst the crowds as the people above unshifted lose rocks. There was a shoot out “Over here” it was Lee who had traversed over to the solid ridge, he had found the proper accent route, rather than the decent route everyone was tackling, I soon crossed over as did many others.The rest of the climb was a breeze and before we knew it we were on the summit looking down into the huge crater below. We caught our breathe and had a nibble, but couldn’t hang around for long due to the swam of flies that clung to you once you stopped. We traversed around the crater taking in the view over to the mountains of Taranaki, Ruapehu, and Tongariro. Here we were at the height of Mordor, any Lord of the Rings fan would be proud. The decent was fun, scree running down the mountain took no time at all, and since everyone was ascending up the ridge there was no danger. Also by our shock and surprise we were joined by a German lad who had tackled the whole climb in mere converse!Emptying my shoes of dirt and stones, I became aware of somebody sneaking around behind some boulders, this creature knew my name and was calling. Slowly I approached although the voice was anxious for me to be quick, I grabbed the camera and to my surprise I saw him, Gollum’lee.The trek continued across a hot dusty plateau, heading towards the south crater, a steep ridge then brought us upto red crater, which was a spectacle of all shades. Continuing up a little furthar and then the descent was insight, but not truly before we passed by the beautiful Emerald lakes. The weather had turned out to be perfect as the sun wasn’t too hot but shined enough to really make the colours vibrant, no wonder this walk is regarded as one of the most spectacular.As energy was draining we kept moving, the urge to sit down was not worth the effort it would take to get up again. The wind had picked up when we arrived at blue lake and Lee suggested that we get to the Keteahi hut, before digging into more egg butties, I agreed not realising how much further that still was. However the only way was down now, so a little jog brought those delicious sandwiches that much closer.Leaving the hut, the descent continues, at first along knee height bush, getting higher the lower you go, but as the path is well marked it doesn’t take too much effort. Jumping down steps also helped with our progress as we were aiming to get the 4 o’clock shuttle. Nearing the end the walk brings you deep into the bush, with a river running alongside hidden in the trees, rounding the corner and our nine hour tramp was over.Hoping to tempt some of you out here with this incredible tramp, for others we just wanted to share it with you.Lots of LoveEm and Gollum’lee xxx
Home From home
With plans for being back in Wanganui for bonfire night we hit the road and enjoyed a couple of days travelling. Discovering the sites on the central west side. Visiting beaches, Waitomo Caves and more beautiful waterfalls. We soon arrived at Raglan, a surfing community which is known for some of the best left hand breaks in the world only to discover the sea was as flat as a pancake!Te Waihou Walkway felt like a hidden wonderland, and as the sun shone we were amazed by the the blue spring, and the crystal clear water which is taken further up stream and used by a water company. Lee couldn’t resist a quick dip even though the stream maintains a temperature of 10°C come summer and winter. The local thought he was crazy to be in there this time of the year, I agreed and kept him talking as Lee retrieved his clothes.Laster in the day we arrived at Wharepapa South and enjoyed our first proper rock climbing venture in NZ at a crag called Froggatt Edge. Without a guide book we just attempted what looked good and as it was bolted we just relaxed and enjoyed the climbs. Lee missed the little nest in a crack of the wall, however I was delighted to spot some chirpy little chicks but moved on quickly as they looked hungry.The drive back to Wanganui took us alongside the Rangitikei River, which carves through the land. We stopped off at a golf course in an attempt to get access to the river and the owner was more than happy for us to wonder around the green and do just so. As his front room view he also explained the change in the rivers path over the years.Bonfire night turned into a good party at Ben and Sarah’s, with many of the friends we have already met turning up. The fire was an impressive size and Maxine couldn’t control her excitement and started the fireworks whilst it was light, but there was more than enough to keep them going on through the night.The celebrations continued on throughout the weekend with an art exhibition being held for the 2010 graduates from the local art college, ‘A Bourgeous Spectacle’ which included the work of Iva Leonard. Rumours spread that it was an occasion to dress up for, and even though traveling can usually excuse your appearance on a daily basis we couldn’t let the side down. Much thanks to Maxine who whipped a little number out from somewhere, and giving Lee a few options, even though he did opt out of wearing them. It was my fault I couldn’t stop laughing at seeing him in a tight purple top with a funky waistcoat, i’m sorry there is no photo. The Japanese drumming was an incredible opening, and the work was impressive. Our evening finished off with kebabs and the Wanganui firework display, which we had the best view of from Libby’s back garden.The following week we were welcomed in by the Mokha family, who moved over from England to enjoy life in the countryside and develop a small hold. Prabh, Emma and the two girls Katja and Yelena made us feel very welcome. Along with Nippy and Lucky the horses, Rocky the Pony, Whizzy the golden lab, Pixie the sheep who thinks he’s a dog, Lottie the blind chicken and the cats O’Marly and Shelly. As a first for them and us we arranged to be there as woofers as well as friends. Being fed well and being given the opportunity to go horse riding we were delighted to be there and help out with some light decorating.After developing some trust with Nippy over the week, I was so happy to of saddled her up and headed out for a ride alone, its a first and as a horse lover, a dream come true. It was really cool seeing Lee up there and enjoying it too, although he was glad to get stuck in with some jobs and even went over to Ben’s to help with some fencing. As our relations have developed with so many people in Wanganui it has become a home from home, and invitations to go back are sure to be followed up.We have now gone on holiday, to stay at Ben’s Bach. A lovely holiday home hidden away on the side of Lake Taupo in a place called Kuratau. The sun has been shining and it has been such a relaxing few days. The garden was a bit of a jungle and with garden tools collecting webs, Lee was eager to get them out. Grass cutting, tree trimming, wood chopping and brash burning has kept him sneezing with his heyfever, but he loves it, and when it gets cooler in the afternoons we have been out in the canadian canoe on the lake. Whilst we are here we hope to do the Tongariro Crossing and visit the North Islands top climbing venue, but for now we are content to just be.Thinking of our family and friends at the moment and just send lots of love and thanks for reading.xxxx
Wanganui & The Surf Highway
Founded on the banks of the Whanganui River, New Zealand’s Longest navigable watercourse, Wanganui is one of New Zealand’s oldest cities, and a place where we were able to base ourselves for a few a days.We met up with Jimmy, who some of you may know as Mr Leonard, and Iva at their place just outside of town. It was a strange moment meeting up with an old school teacher, who I last saw 7 years ago at the spotty age of 16.They welcomed us into their home with a cold beer and a good catch up. We soon met the rest of the family, the three feline boys and the two free range girls, sure to lay every day.We couldn’t of planned our arrival any better, as Jimmy had his citizenship ceremony the next day. He was now a true kiwi and was able to obtain a NZ passport. The celebrations went on until early hours of the morning with many of their friends turning up to party. It was good to be there as part of Jimmy’s past in Mossley but also to celebrate his future life here with Iva.We spent our time in Wanganui seeing the sites and driving out to some of the local beaches. We visited Ben and Sarah, good friends of Jimmy and Iva’s, and relaxed in their garden with the sun shining, taking a tour of their incredible garden and lavander crop and meeting stinky, their pet goat and honey bees. Visiting Prabh and Emma’s, was also a real treat for my Em as she got a chance to go for a horse ride. We also took a trek up through the bush to take in the views of the valley surrounding their home and ended the evening with a delicious supper.On the 26th we decided to hit the road again, heading west towards ‘Surf Highway 45’ stopping for the night at Waiinu Beach. An excellent stop for travellers, as you can stay here for upto two months for free, but a donation is appreciated. We had hoped to get the rod out and try to catch some tea but local weekend campers Pamela and Eric soon informed us the fishing here was pretty poor however if we wait till low tide we could feast on mussels. With a few hours to wait Eric came round with a treat for us to try, freshly caught whitebait in whisked egg to fry up and make a fritter “something to keep you going till low tide.” To buy these tiny little fish costs over $100 a kg so we enjoyed them whilst they lasted before we collected a bucketful of mussels and sea lettuce for tea.The Surf Highway passes around the provence of Taranaki, which juts out west from the rest of the North Island forming a peninsula centred on Maunga Taranaki/Mt Egmont, an elegant conical volcano rising 2518m from the subtropical coats to its icy summit. Setting our eyes on the mountain we thought it was truly stunning so we camped out alone under its shadow.Travelling around the mountain we arrived at New Plymouth, said to be the best liveable city in the world. We explored the city, took a walk along the coastal walkway alongside the famous Wind Wand and strolled through the beautiful park and free zoo. That evening we camping down on the docks and finally got the rod out, but unfortunately the fish weren't biting so we settled with fish and chips instead.The next morning we met up with Guy, Bev, Nicole and Lauren, a lovely family who are good friends of another lovely family ‘The Peats’ back at home in Galgate. We have really enjoyed our stay here, along with the food and hearing about their travels in Lancaster we have felt at home ourselves.Since we’ve been in Taranaki there has been one thing we can’t escape, and thats the mountain. Its a popular outing in the summer, as the most climbed mountain in New Zealand, but when the snow is covering the summit climbing it is another matter. We hired some crampons and ice axes from ‘Kiwi Outdoors’ in New Plymouth and set out for the summit the following day.The summit is a 8-12hr return trip from the visitor centre at North Egmont. We reached the mountain hut in good time, by this point the winds had began to increase but we pushed on into the snow line. Kitted up with crampons and axe we headed up into the steep sheltered gully, it was not until we traversed onto the north ridge that we got a true taste of the winds, we pushed on a little bit further until we were blasted by shards of snow and ice, which felt like horizontal hailstone. We were 30m or so from the crater rim, but you’ve got to be sensible about these things, so we decided to call it a day. I got a ‘it will always be there lad’ moment. It was an excellent day and it was good to get some alpine action in, we’ll have to save this climb for another day.We are due to leave New Plymouth tomorrow and head north to discover the rest of the highway.Thanks to everyone who has made this leg so enjoyable and memorable.Lee & Emxxx
Snowy Spring Slopes
Hey everyone, well we switched surfboards and sand to snowboards and snow in a matter of a days drive.We left Gisborne on the 14th, only to find that the main route out of town was closed due to severe weather conditions. Fortunately the road reopened in the afternoon, we could see why it was shut, trees were hanging over the roads and muddy rock slides had cut the road down to one lane.It was along drive but finally we reached Ohakune, The Carrot Capital, although we weren't there to munch carrots. We met Tereza, a friend from uni, that evening and parked up on the driveway. She has spent her winter here working in a rental shop/climbing wall and going boarding whenever the weather would allow.Ohakune is the town based at the foot of the Turoa ski field on Mt Ruapehu, the skiable volcano. We had thought it would be a good place to base ourselves to enable us to walk the Tongariro Alpine Crossing, however as the ski season is still in flow it also means there is still a bit too much snow covering the mountain for us to cross.Drinking coffee in a cafe we weighed up the option of going boarding for the day, it would be perfect weather for it the next day and really fun, but as always with this sport its really expensive. As the clouds had been covering the mountain since we arrived, Emma thought a bit of visual enticement would surely make the decision. As we drove up Mt Ruapehu appeared, it looked incredible, ‘thats it we are going’.Back in Gisborne we had already bought new gear, as we got a really good deal off the price, and something just felt like we might need it. SLR the shop where Tereza works has the best value for hiring and we were soon suited and booted and ready to go, just had to wait till the next day now. Em got a pair of skis, whilst I went for a board, of course.The pistes are actually 17km drive away, you can jump on a shuttle or hitch but we stuck with our wee camper and piled in, excited for an unexpected day on the slopes. With Tereza knowing her way around the mountain we were soon on one lift, then taking another ‘The Express’ which takes you to the top of the slopes, before we knew it we were stood at the highest point on the pistes ready to tackle New Zealand snow. I must mention that emma has only skied for a week 3 years ago and it was a good year or so when I last hit the slopes, and here we were at the top.What an awesome day finding our feet and edges, starting at the top had been the best option as you don’t have anything to work up too, and with less crowds and more space it was more fun. We stuck together for the morning, briefly popping back to the camper for some lunch. In the afternoon I got an opportunity I couldn’t resist. We met up with Tereza and her boarding buddies who were about to take the 45min trek beyond the ski field to the summit of Mt Ruapehu for some off piste powder action, no wasn’t an option. Emma stuck to the safety of the slopes whilst we tackled the step accent up to the 2797m summit. We finally reached the summit, I was told I had chosen the perfect day and was lucky to be there, as most of the people doing a whole season hadn’t even had the chance before.The summit is spectacular, standing on top you can look directly into the steaming Crater Lake. After catching our breath we were soon taking the steep drop into the centre of the volcano. We floated our way down into the volcano towards Crater Lake, eventually having to resort back to foot to climb back out again. Back on the crest we strapped back into our boards and took the long powder traversing back across the Volcano towards the slopes, by which point we had the entire mountain to ourselves as the lifts had now shut. We made the most of the ride back down dropping into gullies and popping over jumps, the terrain of the mountain is just superb and packed with features, a lot different than alpine slopes. Eventually we arrived back at the base to be greeted by Emma who had managed to fit in a handful of runs, only falling over once on the last run.We spent the next few days exploring the region, tackling a few of the local treks and joining some of the locals for evening entertainment. We left Ohakune today to revisit the coast in Wanganui to meet a familiar face.Lots of love Lee & Em
East Cape
The East Cape is one of the most sparsely populated areas, and rarely visited. However with hearing about its rugged coastlines and scenic landscape around the peninsula we knew it would be worth a visit.With the old girl filled with fuel, and the cupboards stocked with food we set off into the sunshine.Whangara is a small settlement by the sea, where the film Whale Rider was shot, as one of the inspirations for coming out here, I wanted to take a look at the place however it became apparent that access was only gained by being welcomed by someone from the village, and without a sole in sight we left it be.Tolaga Bay once visited by Captain Cook in 1769, then by us in 2010 is where we walked along the 660m wharf, the longest concrete jetty in the southern hemisphere. Although breezy, it would be a nice place to hang out with a rod and catch supper. Perhaps next time we will be better equipped, we would also be able to do the cooks walkway, which takes you through the bush to reward you with views of the bay, unfortunately this time is was closed due to the lambing season.To freedom camp around the cape you first have to gain permission from the council and prove to be self containing, with this we were then able to choose which glorious beach to camp out by. Tokomaru once a busy port is now a small Maori community and where we spent the rest of the day, idling in the sun and swimming in the sea. The next day we pretty much continued along at the same slow pace, we arose early to watch sunrise, as the cape is one of the first places in the world to feel the sun each new day.We did travel a little further on to Waipiro beach and found ourselves at a beautiful secluded inlet with a beach scattered with driftwood, shells and a huge bone!As well as a good name Tikitiki is a small village which has a restored Anglican church, although plain from the outside there is elaborate maori design and carving on the in, with maori designed stained glass to match.We also took the dusty cliff clinging 21km road out to the East Cape Lighthouse, where we welcomed the exercise of walking up the 755 steps. Perched on a hill is the most easterly lighthouse in the world, Whangaokeno island can be seen from the top and is the original home for the structure. The story is told of the tough island life for the families of the lighthouse, being isolated from the mainland and being exposed to the elements.As the sun reappeared we went in search of a water hole in Hicks Bay, and were delighted to find a rope swing ideal for a plunge with a difference.After being told about a brilliant new NZ film called ‘Boy’ we took advantage of being able to camp at Waihau Bay where many of the scenes were shot. As a small fishing community, we were extremely lucky to be there when Paul arrived. With a plentiful catch he offered us some fish for tea, a snapper, a gurnard and a freshly steamed crayfish all fresh caught 20mins before. The pictures reveal our enjoyment and delight, it also sparked our desire to get a rod and have a go. tucked up in the camper we laughed and cried our way through the film, of course we had bought it, luckily its a fantastic film and worth having.The drive to Opotiki involved twisting up steep bluffs and dropping down to desolate beaches, after arriving we then made the decision to take the winding road through the Waioeka Gorge back to Gisborne, with little reason to stop, we just took our time enjoying the scenery, following the river through the steep hills.Passing road cyclists at first we soon became aware of an endurance event taking place involving cycling, then paddling, and cycling again, down through the Gorge. The river looked good and a return trip to paddle it would definitely be worth it.We didn’t expect to stay for long in Gisborne, however a trip out to Rene Rock Slide which is as fun as it looks and more, is where we met Matthew and Cheree. An absolute lovely couple who welcomed us back to their place and with the sea on their doorstop we were soon all out catching waves, swapping surf boards and learning some moves. I’ve had some much appreciated girl time, going to a local Zumba class and joining in with her team to play netball. Lee is getting clued up with surfing and the importance of helping out around the house. Its bin really interesting hearing about growing up in South Africa and we hope to keep in contact as they take their own journey.Thank you again for everything guys, and on that note, with our new fishing rod in hand...I shall bid you farewell.Lots of love Emma and Lee xxxxxx
Surf & Sun
We are currently sat in the evening sun along the beach at Wainui, watching the talented surfers still in action. After seeing the outstanding surf earlier today, we bought a bodyboard from Gisborne, getting a surf board would of bin awesome but I think one of us would of needed to give up their bed space.We have both been enjoying surfing for most of the day, taking it in turns to face the waves, which were quite daunting at first having not truly experienced the Pacific in action yet, we soon got into it and took the knocks along the way. Apparently there is going to be a casting competition later with loads of fishermen hitting the shore hoping to get the biggest catch.Before leaving Taupo we visited the Travelling Gypsy Fair to take a glance at the numerous art and crafts on display and to witness the live music and fire show. It was also interesting to see the vans and motorhomes in which they travelled in, some are literally a wooden house on wheels, with bits sticking out here, and bobs sticking out there. If you wanted, you could join the clan to get away from the rat race, as long as you had your own transport to live in and a product to sell, which is not already on offer. I suppose we are halfway there, just need a product now.On the 3rd we set off, heading towards Napier in the Hawke’s Bay region. The drive over was fantastic, and we got a taste of the ‘vastness’ that NZ has to offer.Napier is a unique town, it was rebuilt in the early 1930s following an earthquake which measured 7.8 on the richter scale and the newly built buildings reflected the styles of the times. Any guesses? Nope, well Napier is known worldwide as the Art Deco City, and some of the buildings are beautifully done, and we trundled around town snapping up some of the finest examples of the movement.We spent the night just outside of Napier, and met some clued up motorhome caravaners who taught us some tricks of the trade and suggested a number of spots to freedom camp, they also offered us a driveway to stop for the night, later in our travels.New Zealand is the place to travel in a caravan and its well set up for it, with overnight stops all over the show ranging from free basic ocean view to more luxury holiday parks. After our night by the sea we headed north to Gisborne, the gateway to the East Cape.The East Cape is one of the lesser travelled areas on the North Island. People say that the Cape has its own timescale ‘Cape Time’ as way of life is that little bit more chilled. Alot of the Marori are based along the Cape and much of the land has significance to there culture and history. Although we are only at the bottom, we are looking forward to travelling north over the next few days and checking out some of the beaches, mountains and forests, as well as a number of film locations.Numerous films such as the ‘Whale Rider’ and the recently released ‘Boy’, directed by the folks who made Eagle Vs Shark, have been filmed on along the Cape.Anyway all the fishermen have began to arrive, might see if we can buy some tea!Tallyo for nowEm & Leexxx
Rotorua & Taupo
We have been travelling in the centre of the north island for just over a week, basing ourselves along the Thermal Explorer Highway. The region is world renowned for its geothermal sites, from boiling mud, lunar landscapes, bubbling pools, exploding geysers and multicoloured surroundings. In Rotorua, everywhere you look there are jets of steam escaping from the ground below, many of which are in peoples back gardens. How great would that be to have your own natural private thermal pool. The locals used to tap into the thermals below and use it to heat their houses, as a result the larger spectacular pools where lowering, so the council had to step in and stop them.We stayed in Rotorua for two nights at ‘Cosy Cottage campsite’ which had its very own thermal pool and natural steam cooker. At first we were engulfed in the well known eggy smell caused by the sulphur, but as most of Rotorua smells like this, you soon get used to it and don’t even notice after a while.The town itself is well set up for travellers with lots of backpacker hostels, cafes to socialise in and activities to fork out on, we settled for visiting the thursday night market, which starts at 5pm and continues on into the evening, we gazed around at the array of fresh food, clothing, music and products on sale, and as the school holidays have just begun their was lots of people out enjoying the evening creating a festivity feel to the event. It gave Lee the idea of a night carboot back at home! Although considering what time some people get up for the sunday ritual, you could still classify that as night time.Another evening we treated ourselves and headed out to the vibrant cafe ‘Fat Dog’ which had some funky music and a mismatch of furniture. Em settled for the Veggie salad taking the opportunity of stocking up on fresh vitamins and goodness whilst I went full on and had the ‘Dog’s Bollocks Burger’ I have never seen a burger so big, i didn’t know where to start.The campsite had a friendly atmosphere especially when you can chill out in the natural hot tubs chatting to other travellers and people on holiday. In the evening we joined a bunch of german lads, lord of the ring obsessed and had a soak, unbeknown that a few days later our paths would cross again in Taupo.In Rotorua we also met Seong Chan from South Korea as he drove out from the campsite trailing his power cable behind him as he forgot to unplug, so we chased him down and helped repair the damage. He later gave us some noodles which were super spicy but delicious and welcomed us over to south Korea, who knows one day we may just take up the offer.Just outside of town is one of NZ premier rafting trips, down the Kaituna river, the highlight being the grade 5 Okere Falls. We got to the spot of the falls which I recognised from the ‘Jack Osbourne Adrenaline Junkie’, even though we didn’t see any rafters, we caught a few kayakers heading over the falls. It would be good fun rafting here, as would a number of other ‘extreme’ activities but new zealand has so many of them to offer that it will be a case of checking them out and seeing which ones give the biggest thrills.You can’t visit the area without going to one of the thermal parks. Rotorua itself has a public park which is free to wonder around and check out the mud pools and thermal springs, but we also decided to visit the thermal Wonderland Wai-O-Tapu (sacred waters), regarded NZ’s most colourful and diverse volcanic area. Here we saw the largest bubbling mud pool, with its plops and slops which surprising sounded relaxing, the Lady knox Geyser which erupted to a height of 15-20 meters and then we were free to walk amongst the numerous hugh volcanic craters, with names such as Devils Home and Devils Bath and at the centre of the walk is the spectacular Champagne Pool, with a surface temperature of 74°C.For the past 5 nights we have stayed in Taupo, which is at the northern end of the largest lake in NZ, Lake Taupo. The only outlet for the lake is the crystal blue Waikato river, the river rages down the famous Huka Falls, the falls are not high but the sheer volume of water passing over the falls is well worth the sight, we’ve never seen a river so powerfull. Apparently a Maori chief tried to navigate the rapids in a wooden canoe, it almost lead to his death. Further down the stream, is the Aratiatia Dam and Rapids, the gates of the dam are shut leaving a trickling stream below, but at least three times a day the gates open for 30 minute intervals. We joined a crowd of people and gathered on the bridge above to see the river turn from a deep boulder field to a thunderous torrent of raging waters.The reason for staying so long in Taupo is not only because its got lots of fun things to see and do its also got a free campsite called Reid’s Farm, a spot of land above from Huka Falls which was donated by a local farmer who liked travellers. But when we first arrived at the sight, it must of changed ownership towards the council, as it said NO CAMPING until 1st November. At first we were unsure whether to risk it, as in many places where there is a no free camping zone, being caught can result in a $40 on the spot fine, and as the site was empty it seemed people were taking note, however a local checking out the river conditions said it was more a deterrent to stop youths hanging out here and that nobody official would mind, and as the sign also had a picture of a tent we thought technically we’re not camping. So we decided to stay and five days on, we are still here. Its been completely fine, in fact the site has become rather packed now, with numerous traveller settling down for the night. Another reason we haven't left, its just bin fun hanging out with people.We bumped into the German lads from Rotorua, Matinez, Philip and Pacel were in Taupo, pondering where to stay, we suggested Reid’s Farm and they followed us back. We ended up playing cards and eating popcorn in our camper that night. Then the past few nights we’ve been joined by Lee and Vicky, from Leicester who have been travelling since May through Asia, in India, China, Thailand and now in NZ for three weeks before heading to Fiji and then Australia and then back home for christmas. Also last night Richard and Karen, from Tamworth, stayed at the site, and we all sat outside having a drink and shared stories about travelling.Hearing all the exciting tales about Asia has planted a seed in both of us, so who knows.But for now, lets continue with our NZ adventureLee & Emma