Monday, January 17, 2011

A Slow Day Down South

Our day started bright and early, as we had to head down to Auckland for our flight. We had coffee and toast with Bruce as we did some drying of a load of laundry. We did the final touches of packing and bid farewell to Louie (the dog), Big Kittie (one cat) and Little Kittie (the other cat). It turns out it was raining, but it was one of the more gentle rain's I've ever seen. Lucky for us our plans for the day were mostly travel...

Our drive to the airport was unexciting in terms of traffic, but the views (despite the clouds) continued to impress. As we arrived back at Auckland Airport, it had returned to being hot and sunny. The airport had to have been one of the easiest airports ever. We checked ourself in and walked a good hundred steps to the gate. No security or anything. A bit disconcerting, I'll admit, but nice in a way too.

The flight itself led to some good views of mountains and coasts, and with very little turbulence we landed ourselves down in Nelson. On our way out of the airport we picked but a bunch of guidebooks/pamphlets and took some time to make a general plan. People are so nice in New Zealand! While we sat talking a security personnel offered directions and tips. He gave us some local activities as well as a contact to shuttle around. Turns out something held up his friend who does shuttling and he offered us a ride, showing us where some of the sites were and dropping us off at the information center.

At the information center we booked ourselves into a hostel (technically a backpackers) and also got MANY more tips on how to spend our time on the south island. We checked in easy enough and then Margaret decided to repack. She looked though her bag to make some cuts of unnecessary things, and then we went and bought her a new bag while exploring the heart of Nelson. We had dinner at a 623, a local chain of...taverns? Anyway, we each had one of their house made beers and I had more Green-Lipped Mussels. Oh they are so tasty!

As we ate we finished up our plans for this island, but you'll have to keep reading to learn them. After dinner we tried walking up to the beach but discovered that the tide had come in and washed it all away. We went back and spent the evening in the hostel talking and playing cards with 2 guys from England and a girl from Idaho. A pretty fun group in all.
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Sunday, January 16, 2011

Road Trip!!!

Saturday morning started out nice and relaxed. I helped bruce do some gardening and Margaret attempted to sleep the day away. After a light breakfast of coffee and toast, we set out on the two day version of Bruce's tiki tour of Northland.

First we headed north from Whangarei to Bruce's former home, known as the Bush Hut. It's located on a huge hill overlooking Helena Bay to the north. The views from where we stood were amazing, looking over a valley and into the ocean farther away. Claim has it that view from the property is even more scenic.

We continued north to Russell, a normally quiet town in the Bay of Islands. We had a short walk on the beach, but the town was a bit more busy that usual, courtesy of a cruise ship. We drove up to a lookout where we could see in every direction. There are some houses... they're just silly how impressive they are. We went to a local vineyard, Omata Estate, overlooking the entire bay. I shared a wine tasting with Margaret, including a chardonnay, summer merlot, merlot, syrah, a port, and a late harvest dessert wine. Meanwhile the three of us shared a cheese/bread/cracker/fruit plate. All in all I felt very sophisticated...

Our drive continued, crossing the bay by ferry to Opua, and then driving west. We continued with a stop or two along the way until we reached Opononi, which was very close to the pacific entrance of the Hokianga Harbor. As we crested the final hill leading into the town we were in full view of a MASSIVE sand dune. It was a self contained desert, the entire peninsula on the far side of the harbor. It still baffles me... We stayed in Opononi just long enough for a drink and to look into a dinner option, before continuing a few miles down the road on Omapere, where Bruce had a room at The Cop Thorne. We settled in, had a swim in the harbor, and a beer on the beech. We planned to go back to Opononi for dinner but it closed by the time we arrived, so we returned to the hotel for dinner...

Day Two (Sunday)...

The day opened with a 6:30 wake up (jetlag?) But it led to some terrific views of the harbor. A highlight of the day included Margaret approaching me and sheepishly asking for help opening a "childproof" pill bottle. ...good times... Anyway, breakfast downstairs was a wide selection of juices, fruits, cereals, eggs, hashbrowns and bacon. Delicious!

Our first stop was on plateau overlooking the harbor, right at it's entrance. We walked around with spectacular views and then scrambled down to the beech. The sand was soft, the waves were big and the sun was hot. We swam a bit, followed by hiking along south a bit. Climbing on some rocks as we explored the coast. We turned around and continued back the other way, making our way around and back inside the harbor. A personal favorite spot was a rock that seemed to have been naturally hollowed out into a perfect circle. The water was warm and a teal color, with soft smooth rocks layering its bottom. A mini hot tub!

For all that I could have stayed there forever, it was time to get back to the car where we left the sunscreen. We resumed our drive and in less than 30 mind found ourselves in the Waipoua Forest. It was hard to imagine we could go from such an open beech to a thick forest in so short a time. We stopped twice here to look at the Kauri trees. With fragile root networks, conservation groups have been making paths to protect these trees. They are the second largest tree species in the world, second only to Redwoods, and lived up to their size. We first saw Tane Mahuta, the largest of these trees and it was BIG. We enjoyed the walk so took one more to see the 4 Sisters, another of these trees a bit further along the road before continuing.

We continued south to Baylys Beach, the entrance to a beach highway. From here we drove ~15 miles south to Glinks Gully. All the while with wide open Pacific on our right and awesome rock faces on our left. Once there we continued back east to Whangarei.

We got back earlier than expected, so after a bit of a rest we headed out to the head of the Whangarei Harbor, and to Ocean Beech. We spent very little time on the beech but started to climb one of the many ridges we'd been seeing during the drives. This resulted in excellent views of ocean, beech, and inland. We climbed down and headed back for dinner, as we were all starving by now.

A few side notes... Bruce has got inland travel of NZ down to an art. With a small, high performance car for the exceedingly narrow and twisty roads, and to make quick cross country trips. Also, the landscapes were awesome. A friend of Bruce's referee to it as the land of many shades of green. Every time we passed through tree clumps I imagined Jurassic Park and every time we're on a coast I was stunned. My favorite perhaps though was the frequency that the land changed from rolling fields, to steep/sharp ridges, to dense forests to beech and ocean. And this was just Northland.
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Friday, January 14, 2011

Another Country Heard From!

Well, I'm now quite sure where Wednesday ended and Friday began. Thursday simply did not occur, but that's ok... who needs Thursday anyway. Well, in a nutshells the flights to New Zealand went pretty smoothly. We flew 11 hours to Fiji where we had a 3 hour layover, followed by a 2 and a half hour flight to Auckland NZ.

As it turns out, Air Pacific claims that they are the friendliest airline in the world. They were in fact really very friendly. When we landed in Fiji, they hand a r person band playing local music. It was pretty sweet. Also, the food was really quite good (considering it was airplane food...). What helped pass the time of the all the most was having sat with/met a girl Diana, who is currently living in Auckland. We talked a lot during the flight and a bunch during our layover about different countries of travel, and different outdoors activities.

Well, the next step in events (having now arrived in New Zealand) was finding our way to Whangarei, where we would meet Bruce. We had planned to take a bus, but were having trouble finding where to meet said bus. So, I buckled down and asked for help... WORST DECISION EVER! At the airport I was told to take one bus into Manakau City, and from there take the Intercity Service to Whangarei. This went smoothly until, in Manakau, we were told we needed to get to Auckland to catch the 4 o'clock Northliner to Bruce. We were told which bus to get on to get there, but were told the last stop. Had we gotten off 2 or 3 stops sooner it would have Benn perfect. Instead we had 10 minutes to get an unknown number of blocks back. I pulled out a map I'd found earlier and we started booking it. Luckily, the bus left about 5 ,inutues late AND a few people had canceled. We paid, got on and informed Bruce we'd see him in 2 hours.

Now, despite all this chaos... this country is soooo gorgeous! Everywhere you look there are rolling hills or ocean harbors, cattle fields or clusters of trees. In sections where trees were thick I felt like I belonged in Jurassic Park. Where there were jus rolling fields, I expected Hobbiton just up the road. When we neared the the coast, there were jagged island sticking up until you lost sight in the distance. This is where I met a second interesting person. Her name was Jutta (though I'm hazy on the pronunciation) and she's an older woman from Hamburg Germany. This was her fourth time traveling up to Whangarei from Auckland so gave me MANY useful tips and pointed out many things. She spend most of her time traveling and at home playing folk music, mostly either with the accordion or harmonica. She gave me her card and said if I need a place to stay in Hamburg, to give her a call.

We arrived in Whangarei just as Bruce arrived to pick us up. He drove us to his house where we met his dog and his cats. He gave us a chance to wash and change and then drove us to beach for a walk before dinner. This beach... i'm speechless. The sun was setting over the jagged islands further out in the bay. The sand was warm and smooth, but at either end there was a beautiful rocky outcrop. It had to have been one of, if not the most, beautiful beach scene I'd ever witnessed.

After the walk we went out to dinner in the Marina, where we started with an appetizer of green-lipped muscles (I'd been told they were a food local to NZ). They were SO green, and absolutely delicious! Then I had the fish of the day, I forget the fish but it was served on rice with a coconut curry cause. It hinted at indian food but was very tasty. Bruce had a pork belly and Margaret had an open goat-cheese ravioli. We shared a bit and all were good, but I think mine was best...

We then walked up the marina and back before driving home. It wasn't until I sat in the car that sleep hit me like a brick, and while I fought to stay awake... I remember very little of the drive home...and collapsed in bed.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

The Day that Could Have Been a Blizzard

So I got up this day in what i've enjoyed calling "sunny California" to 65 degree weather with clear skies. I sat out front and chatted with Colin (Margaret's uncle...) for somewhere between 1 and 2 hours. When I finally did go inside with a plan to shower, I was certain that it was about noon. NO! It was about 8:30... silly jetlag...

Anyway, I showered and Margaret and I went to have breakfast at some little coffee shop. I had a coffee and probably the most chocolatey chocolate crescent I have ever had. It was delicious. After eating we sat in the sun, reading various bits of news.

This is when I was reminded of the blizzard back home. I read that 70 percent of the contiguous US was covered in snow. ... I proceeded to look around at the cloudless 68 degree sunniness...and I smiled. :)

Margaret and I walked around town a bit more but around noon Colin came and drove us into Santa Monica. Again, we walked around for a awhile and eventually found ourselves at the end of 3rd street... where we had walked into a mall. Now, at first it may seem surprising to unknowingly walk into a mall... but most malls have doors... and ceilings for that matter. This however, had no ceiling, no roof... no doors to mark the entrances. But it was defiantly a mall, escalators a and all. It was awesome and had some sweet views.

Tonight we returned to LAX where i had what must have been the fastest international check in and security i've ever traveled through. Now i'm sitting and clogging while awaiting my flight to New Zealand and I'M SO EXCITED!!!

P.S. ... some people were indeed complaining about how cold it was... silly people...
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Beatin the Storm

Well the day had a bit of a rocky start. While I finished packing and got to the airport (courtesy of my dad) things were seeming to move smoothly; with the luck of beating out the big storm. Yet, as my dad drove off to return to work I look at the board and behold that my flight has been canceled... a feeling I have been becoming unfortunately familiar with.

As is protocol I proceeded to ask the delta attendant what my options were, and she gave me ... nothing. "There are no flights from anywhere... to anywhere." ...great... I called my dad as a consult and then returned to the delta line to inquire about refunds. As I was explaining my situation to a new woman, she immediately offered to book me for a 7 o'clock out of Kennedy with standby on every earlier flight. Sweet.

Now I thank my dad who drove me through the hideous drive to JFK airport, where I smoothly made it to my gate and was accepted onto my first standby option; a 3 o'clock flight.

Now I have almost a full day to enjoy sunny California before another longer, but hopefully smoother flight to New Zealand!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Testing...

As it turns out I have gotten myself a druid (DROID!!! for all you people having fun making fun of me writing druid! I know I made a typo! I'm sorry! <<sticks out tongue at you... BROTHER!!!>>)...a dark day indeed. But, In more relevant news I may now be able to keep this blog somewhat updated. Now, that is not to say that I can promise any posts... but we shall see what happens. There will likely be many a typo so please forgive those. A do believe that this concludes my test from my druid and I must now go work on packing as I leave in two days...
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