SUNDAY – JANUARY 5, 2014
BOTTOM LINE:
Hike to the town of
Marahau to spend the day (8.5km)
BACK STORY:
I inquired last night
about the location of a church in town.
The reply was, “none.” I am
missing our church and church family in Sacramento!
After breakfast we put
on our hiking shoes, smeared on sun screen and bug spray (we were warned about
sand flies) and headed up the road to the last town (before Abel Tasman
National Park), Marahau.
One of Leslie’s
girlfriends from her college study abroad (Semester at Sea) program, Bonnie
Walchuck had lived in the town for a couple of years. She had worked at “Hooked on Marahau” café
and recommended that we go there and say hello to her boss, Zoe.
We had little recourse
but to hike 8.5km to Marahau. There are
no car taxis or boat taxis that travel there.
There is a bus, but it only runs there at 9am and returns at 4pm. We
were leaving about 10:30 hoping to hike for an hour and a half and be there for
lunch, stay for four hours and return on the bus.
We told the hostel
manager what we were planning on doing. She suggested that we hitch hike if the
walk was too much. We had already thought about that possibility.
The first hill out of
town was very steep, narrow and twisty. There was really nowhere for a
pedestrian to walk. Luckily there were
very few cars using the road.
After about the first
mile we decided to put out the thumb.
The fourth car stopped
and let us in his back seat, which was full of pruning equipment. He apologized but was on his way to
work. We were thankful for the lift. He
dropped us off at the café and he left.
Love these Kiwis!
Hooked on Marahau was
the name of the café. I immediately
spotted who I thought looked like a “ZOE.”
I was right. I explained who I
was and how I knew Bonnie and then gave her a hug. She was so excited to see someone that knew
Bonnie. She shared what a great person
and employee she was. I took a couple of
pictures and then settled into a delicious lunch with Bruce. It was a laid back café but with a gourmet
upscale edge. The café sat across from
the beach so the ocean view was perfect.
Hooked on Marahau Cafe |
The town of Marahau was
a town that catered to visitors. There
were three cafes, a place to book tours, a community center, a campground and a
fire department. No gas station, grocery
store or pharmacy. The road dead- ended
about two miles beyond the café.
After lunch we
basically had four hours to kill until the next bus stopped for passengers to
take back to Kaiteriteri. Thankfully we were in a beautiful location.
Kaiteriteri Beach, NZ |
Once back to the
hostel, it was laundry time again. The
pub next door runs a daily special. If a
person buys $10 worth of bar drinks, they can get a meal for $5. We got a small pitcher of hard cider and one
dinner to share. Good deal.
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