Sunday, January 26, 2014

Bruce fishing in Bay of Island, Sunday - January 26, 2014


SUNDAY – JANUARY 26, 2014

BOTTOM LINE:
Bruce went fishing
Barb went to church and waited for Bruce’s return

BACK STORY: 
Bruce decided to join a fishing charter into the bay and met the crew about 8:30 in the morning.

I on the other hand decided to enjoy a quiet morning and try the Anglican service at the same church we had attended the night before.  I received some misinformation and showed up to the church a half hour late.

As I creeped into the church, there was a commotion in the pew across from my seat.  A man was having a heart attack!  It was a very humid morning and the old stone church seemed especially hot so as people aided the man I asked that the windows be opened for a bit of cross ventilation.

Because Paihia is a small community, it took the emergency vehicle about 30 minutes to arrive.  I believe that the man will be all right, but he looked very ashen as he left.  I kicked myself for not bringing my day pack with me.  I carry a small bag of powdered aspirin for such occasions to be used sublingually.

It was a rainy, stormy day.  I had promised Bruce that I would be at the dock when he arrived.  After walking around the town looking in all shops of interest, I returned to the hostile to wait.

A little Korean friend that we had befriended on the Cape Reinga tour was visiting me before her bus left for Auckland.  She wanted to give us a card that she had written to us…thanking us for being so kind to her!  What a lovely gift of kind words!  We will keep in touch.

Bruce got back to the hostel about 2pm carrying a bag of snapper fish fillets. Although the weather could have been better, the fishing was great.
I went next door to a café that we had eaten dinner ate for the past two evenings to inquire as to whether they would cook the fish for us.  There was no BBQ available at the hostel and the kitchen was not something that I wanted to cook in.  The gal who had served us the night before and taken a liking to us said that they would be happy to grill it for us and serve it with salad and chips (fries) for $10.  The deal was on.


Bruce's catch for 2 meals

At 7pm we walked over to the café that was already packed and had a great three-piece band playing music. The three-day holiday weekend for New Zealand was coming to an end and people were ramping up for their return home.  It also signaled the end of the six-week summer break for kids who would be returning to school.

The fish was prepared wonderfully and there was more than enough to pack up for another full meal.  Thank you, Bruce!



Saturday, January 25, 2014

Russell Saturday - January 25, 2014





SATURDAY – JANUARY 25, 2014

BOTTOM LINE:
Take ferry across bay to the town of Russell

BACK STORY:
Having had a full day of fresh air and boat ride on Friday, we decided to sleep in and have a low-key day.

About noon we took a cute local ferry over to the town of Russell.  Russell sits on a lovely aqua cove within the Bay of Islands.  Most think that Russell was the first capitol of New Zealand and is an island…neither, which are true.

Ferry to Russell


cove that Russell sits on















   





 
Tall ship at Russell




First Catholic mission by French




Russell is a finger of the main north island.  The first capitol is down the road from Russell.  Russell’s true claim to fame is it’s beauty and quaint English cottage feel.

The waterfront is lined with shade trees and lawn that extends to the sandy beach. Roads near the water are narrow and historic buildings are well preserved. The quiet seaside village is very conscious of its heritage and is concerned with preserving that historic character and natural beauty for visitors to enjoy.  We did while walking around and enjoying a simple lunch at an outdoor café.


Quaint Russell


 
tree lined street of Russell












 

 

 

 



Historical church and cemetery




 
Whaling ship
Locals in period clothing












We caught a ferry back to Paihia where we wanted to attend a mass at the only church in town.  During the service we realized that the Catholics rent space from the Anglicans who own the church.  The service was filled with farewell sentiments for the Priest who apparently was leaving the community within the week for an assignment in the Philippians.


Friday, January 24, 2014

Bay of Island Tour Friday-January 24, 201


FRIDAY – JANUARY 24, 2014

BOTTOM LINE:
Move to Base Pipi Patch Hostel (put luggage into locked storage shed)
Cream Tour of Bay of Islands

BACK STORY:
With a hopeful forecast we opened our drapes and found a clear and sunny morning!  We had booked an all day tour of the Bay of Islands with the promise of swimming with the dolphins.

After having a quick breakfast and packing lunch to go, we headed down to the Paihia Wharf for a 9:30am boat departure.  Our tour was called “The Cream” and followed the route of the boats that used to delivery “cream” to the islands in the bay.


Paihia Beach from wharf

 






The Cream Tour boat

The first exciting stop was to find a large pod of dolphins to swim with.  The government has very strict restrictions to boats and humans bothering dolphins in the wild.  Each boat has a scheduled time to be in a specific area where a pod might be.  If there are any babies in the pod all “swimming” by humans is forbidden.


Bottlenose Dolphin jumping

  








Bottlenose dolphins playing in the wild



The captain of the boat didn’t need to search very hard before we were among a huge pod of Bottlenose Dolphins.  I find dohlphins so interesting.  Besides being very intelligent they have the ability to chose and change their sex during their life.  They also can bring about fertility or not during their life. They do not mate with the same dolphin for life.  The mother stays with the baby and the males tend to protect them.  

The dolphins on our tour were so much fun to watch and it was almost like they knew that they had an audience.  They were jumping up in the air splashing, rearing up and walking on their tail fin, rolling, calling to one another etc.  It was determined that there were babies among the pod, so their “show” would have to suffice and it did.  I couldn’t help taking pictures out of amazement…definitely a highlight of our trip to the Northland!!!


At play

 






free in the wild
























Next we were to make a birthday gift “drop” at a privately owned island.  Years ago twenty people had the privilege of buying an island.  Because the island is across a small strait from the mainland a cable was extended to supply electricity.  The island has a farm on it which homeowners all share.  Most of the homes are for holiday use, although some live full time on the island.


 
Privately owned island






 
life on your own island!

Around the back side of the island was a spire of rock with some birds perched on top.  As we quietly approached the captain explained that they were decoy “Gannet” birds that conservationists were trying to get to nest there.  They had two couples inhabit the area this year so they are hopeful.

  

Gannet decoys
 







Native Gannet birds



The Gannet bird mates for life and is an incredible swimmer and diver for fish. They appear to fall out of the sky during their dive.  The diving is good for food, but the pressure of each dive eventually causes them to go blind.  Without sight, they starve and die.

A volcanic rock formation in the bay called the Black Rocks was our next stop.  The texture resulting from the cooling of the lava in the salt water was very interesting and worth a look.

 

 
Black Rocks








Black Rock formations

Marsden Cross and Assassination Cove were the next two stops.  All of the  places we stopped were filled with some historical fact or story usually involving European explorers and indigenous Maori people…some good and some not so good. Assassination Cove speaks for itself.

A swimming and lunch break were spent on the island of Motourua at a beautiful beach.  Bruce was brave and did some snorkeling in the 70+ degree water.  I watched from the beach!  I also had a view of the colorful spinnakers of the sailing regatta going on in the bay. 


Regatta in Bay of Islands



 
Beach at Motorua Island

Bruce trying the water























With many other stops and stories the captain finished off the ride with a visit to the famous Motukokako or Hole in the Rock Island.  The island sits at the mouth of the bay and the Pacific Ocean.  The constant tidal and weather changes beating water against the rocks have worn tunnels or holes in the island.  The one visible to us is large enough that our captain took the boat through it!  A short lighthouse alerts travelers of the Hole in the Rocks presence at the opening of the bay.


Light House


Hole in the Rock formation


Hole in the Rock
 












The day could not have been more perfect.  The weather, stunning views and information shared enhanced the time spent on board and gave us a greater appreciation for the Northlands of New Zealand.


Thursday, January 23, 2014

Cape Reinga Tour - Thursday January 23, 2014


THURSDAY – JANUARY 23, 2014

BOTTOM LINE:
Cape Reinga Day Tour

BACK STORY:
The tour to Cape Reinga at the northern most tip of New Zealand is a packed day so our bus pick up was at 7:15am.  There were about 30 people going on the trip so it was a good-sized group.  Our guide/driver was a guy named Aerial.  We took the front seat, which allowed us personal interface with the driver and a good view on some very twisty roads.

Following a few days of solid rain we left for our tour with sunny and clear skies.

Our first stop was a short walk through the Puketi Kauri Forest. Some of the trees are 1,000 years old.  The trees are very straight, vertical and by tapping the trunk I could tell in the sound that they are a very hard, solid wood.

 
The mighty Kauri trees
 
Morning tea and pee stop was in the town of Taipa before continuing up the road.  The tour is always dependent on tides because part of the tour involves a 40-mile drive on the famous “90-mile” beach.

Our bus was really a huge truck with a bus cabin that was equipped to drive on a sandy beach and through the surf.  It was quite weird forging a small creek bed and driving onto the beach and into the water!  Woo-Who!!!


Entering the 90-mile beach

  









Pacing another bus on beach


The forty miles seemed to pass quickly after making a photo stop to see a huge rock in the water that had a hole through it. Before we knew it we were in view of huge sand dunes where the driver stopped and offered “boogie boards” to anyone interested in going “sand-boarding.”

Because there had been a few days of rain prior to our visit, the conditions were perfect for a fast ride.  After giving lessons on proper boarding techniques, the adventuresome began climbing to the top of the dunes to take turns making the slide down.  It was hilarious to watch and if we didn’t have back to back trips, if would have gone up for a ride.


Getting instructions
  











Some people were fast and straight, while others would lose their balance and spin side ways and eventually flip and stop.  Those that got a fast ride had a chose of putting out their feet to stop (and get the tops of their feet sandblasted) or they would ride into a creek at the bottom and get wet.

Many people would scream coming down the hill out of pure thrill, stand up at the bottom and begin spitting out sand that flew up into their face the entire ride down!  Ahhh, such fun…watching everyone!


Preparing to sand board


Forging another stream, we climbed a small hill to rejoin the paved road heading to the Cape Reinga Lighthouse.  Just beyond the junction the herding of sheep by a couple of men and their talented dogs stopped us.  Once again I was taken with how well trained the canines are to control the herd by simply standing and staring at them! 

 
 
Forging a stream

The Cape Reinga is a very sacred place to the Maori tribes.  It is a place where they believe their dead ones souls pass into the white spirit beyond.  Because it is sacred, there are no commercial buildings.  Any trash created at the site must be remove and strict respect for the culture must be followed. 



 





 
Kahika Tree where spirits descend to water














No one is allowed in the area at night.  There is a lone Kahika tree on a small peninsula of land to the right of the lighthouse where the spirits of those passing meet the white spirit of beyond.





 
Bruce at Cape Reinga Lighthouse

Below the lighthouse one can see the current line of the Tasman Sea meeting the Pacific Ocean.

Meeting of Tasmin Sea & Pacific Ocean

From the Cape we continued to the isolated beach of Tapotupotu for our lunch break and a swim.  The surf was very strong with a rip tide so no one seemed anxious to take a chance.

 

 
Hyojin Lee & Bruce







Tapotupotu Beach

Heading back to our starting point we made an afternoon tea and pee stop at Ancient Kauri Kingdom.  It is a Maori wood working museum and store. Inside there is a staircase made out of an ancient Kauri tree that was extracted from a swamp.  A skilled craftsman cut out a stairway from the middle of the ancient tree, which serves as a staircase to the second story of the building.

Staircase made from Kauri tree trunk

  



Beautiful wooden gifts are available for purchase.  Although the wood is very hard it is light in weight, which was surprising to me.



Carving from Kauri wood















Last stop before reaching Paihia was to the little coastal community of Mangonui for the “best fish and chips” in New Zealand.  Although we have had our fill of the basically unhealthy meal…because it was reputed as being “the best” we decided to split an order.  We made a lucky decision.  I’m not certain what happened, but our wrapping paper (fish and chips come wrapped in something like an absorbent butcher paper) was filled with hot oil making the batter fall off the fish and soak into the chips.  We quickly placed the bare fish into a container that I had and threw away the rest!


Inlet at Mangonui

The rest of the drive was very picturesque with views now and then of the blue waters of the Pacific.

We arrived back about 5pm and were ready for some exercise after sitting on a bus all day.  We grabbed some rackets and balls and headed for the tennis court.  It was a sad game with poor equipment including flat balls…but it was good exercise chasing the balls around!



Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Paihia - January 22, 2014


WEDNESDAY – JANUARY 22, 2014

BOTTOM LINE:
Travel to Paihia staying at Bay Adventures Hostel

BACK STORY:
This morning we were shuttled from the hostel to the information center in Whangarei where we were picked up by the Kiwi Experience bus and transferred to Paihia Bay Adventures Hostel.

Bruce chose this hostel because it had advertised having a pool, spa, tennis, bikes and kayak use for free.  The first thing that we did was to check out bikes to ride to the grocery store for supplies. The grocery store was a few miles away up and over a hill.  The bikes were priceless!  They were old, rusted, didn’t have brakes and the helmets were damaged and made of Styrofoam. With empty backpacks on, off we went. We turned out to be lucky.  On our return trip we passed a guy that had borrowed a bike as well.  A pedal fell off of his making it impossible to ride!

The ride was actually lovely along the water, but when it came to going downhill without brakes, we chose to walk.  The grocery store was huge and had an adequate selection of goods.  We were booked on a number of day tours that would require us bringing a bag lunch.  We got what we needed and headed back to the hostel to prepare dinner.

Paihia is a coastal community in the Northland of New Zealand and the gateway to the Bay of Islands.  It is rich in Maori history and culture.  The clear waters, great local fishing and abundance of day outings makes it a popular place to visit.


Paihia Beach front






 

Paihia Wharf

Historically Europeans established a roaring sealing and whaling trade in the South Pacific.  Ships were needed for the task, so the tall, straight and hard wood of the Kauri trees were needed.  Unfortunately the trees were over forested, cleared and used. The Bay of Islands was perfect for a port and shelter from the seas beyond.

The history of explorers and their interface with Maori tribes were colorful and at times the colors ran blood red from conflict.

Returning from the grocery store we fixed a nice dinner, checked out the “one” kayak available and called it a day.