Friday 30th April 2004, Day 230/366 - Christchurch, New Zealand.
All Smiles again
For the 1st time in a while I managed to get a trouble with nights sleep having put alot of my issues to rest. I had a long lie this morning, which probably wasn't the most sensible thing to do as I have to go to bed early in preparation for my early departure tomorrow. I had a very civilized breakfast of Eggs Benedict with Ham and then caught up with my Internetting.
I took a walk down to the cinema and found myself not feeling awkward. I was making eye contact with people and I even felt the corners of my lips beginning to turn up, almost like smiling. This is the conduct becoming a miserable twat.
I watched Starsky and Hutch, it's only opened today in NZ. The film is funny and enjoyable, but I think if you've seen the trailer then you've basically seen the film.
I am getting very worried about myself. There was a time when I couldn't walk passed a Sports Store. Well now I can't walk passed a book store. I bought another 2 books today. 'Stupid White Men' by Michael Moore and the first Harry Potter. Yes I am the only one who hasn't read it. Both second hand BTW. My backpack is absolutely crammed with books.
Must go to sleep now. Yeah right!
Bloo's Guide to New Zealand - for what's it's worth
I was right, there is more to NZ than Bungy jumping and you're sadly mistaken if that's the only reason that you come here.
The North Island has rolling hills all over. The highlights for me were, 'Cedar Lodge', The Bay of Islands, The Bay of Plenty, The Coromandel Peninsula, Taupo, Rotorua, Mount Maunganui and Hawkes Bay. The North is the smaller of the 2 islands and contains 3/4 of the population. It feels overcrowded in relation to the south. Of course it is nothing of the sort.
The South is an Island of contrast with stunning mountains on the West Coast and the flat plains of Canterbury. The highlights for me were Christchurch, the Kaikoura Coastline, Arthur's Pass, Lewis Pass, the South Scenic Route, Mount Cook, Queenstown, Oamaru...... I could go on and on. I loved it all. I love New Zealand.
On either island you can guarantee stunning views, nice people and a good atmosphere.
Christchurch is the best city that I've visited. It's size is managable. There is no hustle and bustle, theres good public transport, nice people, culture, historic buildings, Botanical gardens, all the amenities you'd expect in a city and within a very short drive you have stunning scenary. Christchurch feels like it could be home, but I'd have to vacation in Hawaii.
Don't get me wrong. NZ is not without it's problems, but they are far outweighed by the good things. It's not even close. They're not in the same race.
The Maori word for New Zealand is 'Aotearoa'. It means 'Land of the Long White Cloud'. I think it sums the country up nicely. I don't know of anywhere else where you see so much sky. Everywhere you look is breathtaking.
Getting around
The main carriageways are single lane carriageways with the occassional passing lane, but the traffic is so light that driving is a comparative delight. I've never been held up, apart from break downs and sand pit digging. Watch out for the stupid rule about having the right of way if you are turning right and the car coming towards you is turning left. Stooopid.
Car - I bought a car. I lost quite a lot of money on it, but if your wise (unlike me) and here for a long time, then this will be your cheapest way to go. You can buy in the auctions or there are notices everywhere in internet cafes and hostels advertising cars for sale. You could also hitch everywhere if you wanted. Apparently NZ is hitcher friendly. Hire cars are relatively cheap for short periods.
Campervan - Like the cars you can pick campervans up really cheaply and sell them on easily. There are lots of places to put up for the night.
Plane - There is a good network of flights that work out relatively cheaply (if you say that you are resident in New Zealand.
Ferry - Only way to get between the North and the South Island. Expensive so don't make the trip too often. If you can buy your wheels in Auckland and sell in Christchurch and fly between them
Coach and Train - I took neither of these means of transport. There's certainly a good network of buses.
Kiwi Experience or magic Bus - You can if you like take the Kiwi Experience which basically arrange all your transport and accomodation for you. It kind of takes away the reason for travelling and they look a bit like the sunshine bus when they turn up at places, but I'm sure they are good fun and a good way to meet people, if you're a bit younger.
Places to Stay
Every place you go to large or small has a good selection of accommodation, from camp sites, Motels and Hostels to Hotels. The hostels here are setup for travellers. All the information you need is on tap. American hostels weren't, although some of them tried (bless them). Everyone who is staying in the hostel is a traveller, they are no convicted felons or people running away from there state. I mean obviously there are, but you know what I mean. I tended to stay in YHA hostels, but there are a couple of other organisations (BBH) that gather together the information for the independantly owned hostels. All the hostels have all the facilities you need and don't smell (much). The good thing about staying within an organisation is that they will book all your accomodation with you. The dorms tend to be for between 4 to 8 people, not normally more. You can also get double rooms or family rooms in some hostels. Camping will cost around $10-$12 pp, hostels will cost $18-$22 pp and motels and hotels are upwards of that.
Eating Out
There are lots of nice cafes and bars that serve decent fare. The food isn't excessive and is normally freshly cooked. You can always eat in MacDonald's or KFC or Burger King or Pizza Hut, but I'm proud to say that I haven't. You must try the fish and chips (fush and chups) over here. English Fish and chips are nothing to Kiwi ones. Everything is always fresh and very cheap aswell. Luvly.
Kiwi People
They are lovely, genuine people. Very trusting, prehaps naively so, but maybe that's because I come from a cynical country. It's very pleasant that they will come out and fill your car with petrol and clean your windows. They won't accept a tip. Nobody will take it, not your hairdresser, your taxi driver, your waitress, no one. It's lovely. Everyone you encounter will engage you in conversation and mean it. None of the 'Have a nice day' through a fake smile. They have a great attitude to life. Be warned though, they don't muck about. They'll tell you how it is.
Learning the lingo
English - Kiwi
Yes - Yis
Bed - Bid
Ten - Tin
Head - Hid
Shit - Sheet
Reckon - Rickon
Said - Sid
Dad - Did
Seven - Sivin
You get the general idea. Add that to raising your tone at the end of every sentence to make every thing sound like a question and then answer all questions with 'Yeah, no' then you'll be a Kiwi in no time at all.
Thursday, April 29, 2004
Thursday 29th April 2004, Day 229/366 - Christchurch, New Zealand.
Um Beer!
Happy first day back at work. Remember that smile.
I had a nice evening with Liz last night. We only had dinner, but for me I was able to draw a line as to were we were at.
Back in the hostel they had 'Gangs of New York' on. I could only stand it for about 30 minutes. It was drivel.
I woke early, firstly because I slept badly, secondly because I was in a hostel and thirdly because I wanted to enjoy my last full day in New Zealand.
By 7am I was strolling through the park on a crisp fresh morning. I met Liz for breakfast (bagels) and sold my bike for $100. We went to the cinema to watch 50 1st Dates. There was lots of laughs in it but it was all a bit woolly. Still a chick flick. It was nice to see that it was shot on Oahu. I love Hawaii.
I failed miserably in the trying not to awkward stakes. So I walked her back through the botanical gardens and we said our goodbyes at the roundabout on Riccarton Road.
I'm relieved to be able to put that chapter in my life to bed and I can now get on with being a miserable twat. The last 24 hours have been tough for me. It's something that I felt I needed to do, I'm glad it's over and I'm glad I did it. Already I can feel the tension lifting from my shoulders and gut. Going to drink some beer.
On the way to the Holy Grail I thought I just confirm my flight details for tomorrow. It's something that I've not done before and I'm glad I did because I had the details all wrong. I fly out at 6am on Saturday and not 17.00 on Friday. I've no idea what I was thinking when I booked that flight. I've had to change all my hostel bookings (only 2 I'm not that organised/anal) and book a shuttle for 3.45. I think I'll just go to bed now. No bugger it the ale house is calling.
Um Beer!
Happy first day back at work. Remember that smile.
I had a nice evening with Liz last night. We only had dinner, but for me I was able to draw a line as to were we were at.
Back in the hostel they had 'Gangs of New York' on. I could only stand it for about 30 minutes. It was drivel.
I woke early, firstly because I slept badly, secondly because I was in a hostel and thirdly because I wanted to enjoy my last full day in New Zealand.
By 7am I was strolling through the park on a crisp fresh morning. I met Liz for breakfast (bagels) and sold my bike for $100. We went to the cinema to watch 50 1st Dates. There was lots of laughs in it but it was all a bit woolly. Still a chick flick. It was nice to see that it was shot on Oahu. I love Hawaii.
I failed miserably in the trying not to awkward stakes. So I walked her back through the botanical gardens and we said our goodbyes at the roundabout on Riccarton Road.
I'm relieved to be able to put that chapter in my life to bed and I can now get on with being a miserable twat. The last 24 hours have been tough for me. It's something that I felt I needed to do, I'm glad it's over and I'm glad I did it. Already I can feel the tension lifting from my shoulders and gut. Going to drink some beer.
On the way to the Holy Grail I thought I just confirm my flight details for tomorrow. It's something that I've not done before and I'm glad I did because I had the details all wrong. I fly out at 6am on Saturday and not 17.00 on Friday. I've no idea what I was thinking when I booked that flight. I've had to change all my hostel bookings (only 2 I'm not that organised/anal) and book a shuttle for 3.45. I think I'll just go to bed now. No bugger it the ale house is calling.
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Wednesday 28th April 2004, Day 228/366 - Matamata, New Zealand to Christchurch, New Zealand.
Vive La Duke of York's
I must thank the Tanners. There hospitality over the last 10 days has been superb. I can not thank them enough. I continue to be bowled over by people taking weary travellers off the street. Vive la Forum, Vive la Dukie network.
So after 2 months it's back to fitting my life in a back pack and learning to live out of it again. Michelle very kindly gave me lift to Hamilton airport as she was on her way to Auckland. I decided to fly to Christchurch as it is the cheapest and most convenient option ($126). I suppose I could have changed my Austrailia flight to depart from Auckland, but that still would have cost me money to change it and |i would have had to get there and find some where to stay. Plus I really enjoyed my time in Christchurch and I have some things to sort out like mail and my bike and to catch up with Liz. The ferry was the other option, but it's far too expensive and without a car I would have had to take the bus or train.
I'm looking forward to seeing Christchurch and the South Island again even if it is just for a short time and from the air.
Finished book number 20. Bill Bryson - Notes from a Big Country. After BB moved back to America he was asked to write a weekly article for the UK Sunday Times. The book is his first 76 articles. Each article is funny, I think it's his best book I've read.
It was cold, wet and overcast (not in an English way), but I was instantly delighted to see the braided rivers, the luscious green fields and the mountains in the distance. I love New Zealand, but I'm in love with the South Island.
I booked into the hostel, did my laundry and then started the same walk that I took on my first day in Christchurch out towards the University. It took me through Hagley Park beside the river and pond through the fallen autumn leaves. I even stopped to watch the girls egg chasing. It was divine, even better than I remembered.
Christchurch and the south Island encapsulate everything (except football) that I love about the UK and put it all in a tidy little package. My mind was flooded with thoughts as it often is. Not bad ones. I'm happy to report that at this moment in time I am happy and content and my mind is clear in what I must do.
I have a challenge ahead of me. I am determined not to be awkward and a miserable twat with Liz. We had a good chat on the phone the other day and I'm confident that we can get back to the Hawaii good times........
When I take a step back and look at what I'm up to it doesn't feel like it's me. I don't recognise the person that I am at the moment, but I quite like him.
The Japanese crack me up. There was a melee of about 50 of them all crowded around a little school kid, dressed in bonnet, blazer, knee socks and shorts. Everyone of the Japs wanted there photo taken with him. Bless him, he just wanted to get on with his homework.
Vive La Duke of York's
I must thank the Tanners. There hospitality over the last 10 days has been superb. I can not thank them enough. I continue to be bowled over by people taking weary travellers off the street. Vive la Forum, Vive la Dukie network.
So after 2 months it's back to fitting my life in a back pack and learning to live out of it again. Michelle very kindly gave me lift to Hamilton airport as she was on her way to Auckland. I decided to fly to Christchurch as it is the cheapest and most convenient option ($126). I suppose I could have changed my Austrailia flight to depart from Auckland, but that still would have cost me money to change it and |i would have had to get there and find some where to stay. Plus I really enjoyed my time in Christchurch and I have some things to sort out like mail and my bike and to catch up with Liz. The ferry was the other option, but it's far too expensive and without a car I would have had to take the bus or train.
I'm looking forward to seeing Christchurch and the South Island again even if it is just for a short time and from the air.
Finished book number 20. Bill Bryson - Notes from a Big Country. After BB moved back to America he was asked to write a weekly article for the UK Sunday Times. The book is his first 76 articles. Each article is funny, I think it's his best book I've read.
It was cold, wet and overcast (not in an English way), but I was instantly delighted to see the braided rivers, the luscious green fields and the mountains in the distance. I love New Zealand, but I'm in love with the South Island.
I booked into the hostel, did my laundry and then started the same walk that I took on my first day in Christchurch out towards the University. It took me through Hagley Park beside the river and pond through the fallen autumn leaves. I even stopped to watch the girls egg chasing. It was divine, even better than I remembered.
Christchurch and the south Island encapsulate everything (except football) that I love about the UK and put it all in a tidy little package. My mind was flooded with thoughts as it often is. Not bad ones. I'm happy to report that at this moment in time I am happy and content and my mind is clear in what I must do.
I have a challenge ahead of me. I am determined not to be awkward and a miserable twat with Liz. We had a good chat on the phone the other day and I'm confident that we can get back to the Hawaii good times........
When I take a step back and look at what I'm up to it doesn't feel like it's me. I don't recognise the person that I am at the moment, but I quite like him.
The Japanese crack me up. There was a melee of about 50 of them all crowded around a little school kid, dressed in bonnet, blazer, knee socks and shorts. Everyone of the Japs wanted there photo taken with him. Bless him, he just wanted to get on with his homework.
Tuesday 27th April 2004, Day 227/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
The Last Supper
Hard as it is I'm now ready to move on. My batteries are fully recharged and I have abused the Tanners hospitality for too long. There is also the bigger picture. I came away for a year to travel and that is what I must do. Tomorrow I fly to Christchurch and then on to Melbourne on Friday.
The Last Supper consisted of No. 47's briscit. It was lovely as ever. Young Alice said 'Diddy (she's kiwi), can we slot Mad Cow next.' Not what you expect from a 9 year old. I'm going to miss it.
The Last Supper
Hard as it is I'm now ready to move on. My batteries are fully recharged and I have abused the Tanners hospitality for too long. There is also the bigger picture. I came away for a year to travel and that is what I must do. Tomorrow I fly to Christchurch and then on to Melbourne on Friday.
The Last Supper consisted of No. 47's briscit. It was lovely as ever. Young Alice said 'Diddy (she's kiwi), can we slot Mad Cow next.' Not what you expect from a 9 year old. I'm going to miss it.
Monday, April 26, 2004
Monday 26th April 2004, Day 226/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Bloody MAS Project.
I intended to work on my MAS Project today, but got bored (as I tend to do). I'd totally lost my train of thought, but that's hardly surprising as I haven't looked at it for over 8 months. I decided to do it now as I don't want it hanging round my neck when I get back. Looks like it still will be.
I cancelled my car insurance today. I got more back from that than I did for my car. The stupid thing though is that they can't refund my credit card, despite the fact that that's what I paid for it on. They can only send out a cheque in 10 working days. That's really helpful, I'll be in Oz.
I bought a new rake for the Tanners. I managed to break the last one, by working too hard when raking the leaves for the fire.
I also paid my speeding fine today. I know they'll never find me, but I don't want to jeopardise my chances of coming back to NZ. Especially not over $80.
I can't cash my cheque for the sale of my car at the bank. I've got to send it home to be paid into my UK account and no doubt get charged an arm and a leg to do it.
Picked up Harriette from school. She had a face like a slapped Briggsy.
Bloody MAS Project.
I intended to work on my MAS Project today, but got bored (as I tend to do). I'd totally lost my train of thought, but that's hardly surprising as I haven't looked at it for over 8 months. I decided to do it now as I don't want it hanging round my neck when I get back. Looks like it still will be.
I cancelled my car insurance today. I got more back from that than I did for my car. The stupid thing though is that they can't refund my credit card, despite the fact that that's what I paid for it on. They can only send out a cheque in 10 working days. That's really helpful, I'll be in Oz.
I bought a new rake for the Tanners. I managed to break the last one, by working too hard when raking the leaves for the fire.
I also paid my speeding fine today. I know they'll never find me, but I don't want to jeopardise my chances of coming back to NZ. Especially not over $80.
I can't cash my cheque for the sale of my car at the bank. I've got to send it home to be paid into my UK account and no doubt get charged an arm and a leg to do it.
Picked up Harriette from school. She had a face like a slapped Briggsy.
Sunday, April 25, 2004
Sunday 25th April 2004, Day 225/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Meccano Madness
Spent the day doing a 1000 piece jigsaw. Jigsaws are great. Very relaxing and totally absorbing. Mx helped out until she left for the stud for her work experience. It was bliss, she didn't speak for at least an hour, sorry Mx, but see you can do it, I'm proud of you. Michelle blogged and Eric and Harriette had got the Meccano out. Alice returned from Auckland.
I was left to finish the Meccano construction and when I got to near the end it turned out that Eric had put the battery on the wrong way round.
'Well they didn't have batteries in my day and anyway I didn't think it would make a difference'
Well it does and this from a guy who expected his 10 year daughter to do it right and also wants to rebuild his Range Rover. Good luck! Oh how we laughed.
Meccano Madness
Spent the day doing a 1000 piece jigsaw. Jigsaws are great. Very relaxing and totally absorbing. Mx helped out until she left for the stud for her work experience. It was bliss, she didn't speak for at least an hour, sorry Mx, but see you can do it, I'm proud of you. Michelle blogged and Eric and Harriette had got the Meccano out. Alice returned from Auckland.
I was left to finish the Meccano construction and when I got to near the end it turned out that Eric had put the battery on the wrong way round.
'Well they didn't have batteries in my day and anyway I didn't think it would make a difference'
Well it does and this from a guy who expected his 10 year daughter to do it right and also wants to rebuild his Range Rover. Good luck! Oh how we laughed.
Saturday, April 24, 2004
Saturday 24th April 2004, Day 224/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Firestarter
Today I was asked to help start fires down the drive to burn off the dead stuff. I was quite surprised when you consider Briggsy escapades when asked to do the same task. Maybe it's some kind of Tanner initiation ceremony or maybe the were sacrificial fires in honour of Briggsy passing, back to the UK.
The Tanners don't have a TV. Well that's not strictly true, they do have a TV and video in the flat, but I haven't even touched it yet. I haven't missed it in the slightest. I'd seriously consider not having a TV at home. What's the point in staring at mindless drivel when you have decent radio and a good book.
So how do you entertain yourself on a Saturday night. Well you have homemade pizza, a few beers and a game of trivial pursuit. The only problem is that it was 1985 version of the game, I was 10, the others were ........ older. I felt totally thick, either that or my brain has turned to mush from not working for 7 months.
Firestarter
Today I was asked to help start fires down the drive to burn off the dead stuff. I was quite surprised when you consider Briggsy escapades when asked to do the same task. Maybe it's some kind of Tanner initiation ceremony or maybe the were sacrificial fires in honour of Briggsy passing, back to the UK.
The Tanners don't have a TV. Well that's not strictly true, they do have a TV and video in the flat, but I haven't even touched it yet. I haven't missed it in the slightest. I'd seriously consider not having a TV at home. What's the point in staring at mindless drivel when you have decent radio and a good book.
So how do you entertain yourself on a Saturday night. Well you have homemade pizza, a few beers and a game of trivial pursuit. The only problem is that it was 1985 version of the game, I was 10, the others were ........ older. I felt totally thick, either that or my brain has turned to mush from not working for 7 months.
Friday, April 23, 2004
Friday 23rd April 2004, Day 223/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Sulpher, Luge, Egg Chasing and Possum Murdering
Happy St. George's Day
I finished Book 19. 'Bravemouth' by Pamela Stephenson. It supposedly charts Billy Connolly 60th year, but is basically Pamela's diary and to that end is a bit dull. There are a few interesting anecdotes, but basically don't bother with it.
I got a cheque from the car auctions today. It came a bit of a surprise firstly because it was supposed to go into Saturday's auction and secondly because someone bought it. Strangely the car fetched exactly what they suggested $700. The auctions is such a buyers market. The also charged over $300 to sell the car, but to be honest I'm glad to be rid of it.
The Milkmaid came and picked me up and we spent the day in Rotorua. We dropped off her Canadian exchange farmer and then headed to the Buried village. It cost $18 and we had a guided tour from a Maori and got a very interesting lesson in where they came from. Rotorua lies on the San Andreas fault line and 117 years ago was buried when a volcano erupted. The fault line accounts for all the thermal activity and smell. I thought the guide was very interesting and informative, the village left a little to be desired.
Afterwards we headed to the Gondola which takes you up to get a good view across the Lake. In true Kiwi style you have a number of adrenalin fueled activities to take part in including a swinging bungy ball and the street luge. For $33 you get the gondola ride and 5 goes on the luge. There are 3 courses to choose from. The scenic takes a meandering route down the hill, but is still good fun. The intermediate takes a quicker route down. The advanced is over in a minute or so and has lots of sharp bends and adverse cambers. At one point you go down a very steep hill and get a good lick of speed up.
Luge.
I had an enjoyable afternoon. Thanks MM and no you're not scarey.
In the evening the Tanners and I went to the Super 12 Egg Chasing in Hamilton ($19). The Waikato Chiefs are taking on the Investec Stormers from South Africa. The Stormers are in 2nd and the Chiefs are 5th, a position they're not used to and gives them a great chance of qualifying for the semis for the first time, especially as they have 3 home games left. The game was made harder for the Chiefs as they have just returned from South Africa with a few injuries and some tiredness.
I'm thoroughly surprised at how much I have enjoyed the Egg Chasing, maybe I shouldn't be as it is a sport. It helped that the Chiefs won 29-14 after some stout defending, some bad Stormer kicking and a couple breakaway tries.
Egg Chasing.
On the way home Michelle intentionally ran over a Possum (little fluffy thing). Squelch I have to say that I closed my eyes, but I felt the bump. Don't all go writing to the RSPCA, because it is every Kiwi's duty to kill Possum's whenever they are found. Although they are a protected species in Oz in NZ yhey are a huge pest. That may explain why there is so much Road kill over here.
Sulpher, Luge, Egg Chasing and Possum Murdering
Happy St. George's Day
I finished Book 19. 'Bravemouth' by Pamela Stephenson. It supposedly charts Billy Connolly 60th year, but is basically Pamela's diary and to that end is a bit dull. There are a few interesting anecdotes, but basically don't bother with it.
I got a cheque from the car auctions today. It came a bit of a surprise firstly because it was supposed to go into Saturday's auction and secondly because someone bought it. Strangely the car fetched exactly what they suggested $700. The auctions is such a buyers market. The also charged over $300 to sell the car, but to be honest I'm glad to be rid of it.
The Milkmaid came and picked me up and we spent the day in Rotorua. We dropped off her Canadian exchange farmer and then headed to the Buried village. It cost $18 and we had a guided tour from a Maori and got a very interesting lesson in where they came from. Rotorua lies on the San Andreas fault line and 117 years ago was buried when a volcano erupted. The fault line accounts for all the thermal activity and smell. I thought the guide was very interesting and informative, the village left a little to be desired.
Afterwards we headed to the Gondola which takes you up to get a good view across the Lake. In true Kiwi style you have a number of adrenalin fueled activities to take part in including a swinging bungy ball and the street luge. For $33 you get the gondola ride and 5 goes on the luge. There are 3 courses to choose from. The scenic takes a meandering route down the hill, but is still good fun. The intermediate takes a quicker route down. The advanced is over in a minute or so and has lots of sharp bends and adverse cambers. At one point you go down a very steep hill and get a good lick of speed up.
I had an enjoyable afternoon. Thanks MM and no you're not scarey.
In the evening the Tanners and I went to the Super 12 Egg Chasing in Hamilton ($19). The Waikato Chiefs are taking on the Investec Stormers from South Africa. The Stormers are in 2nd and the Chiefs are 5th, a position they're not used to and gives them a great chance of qualifying for the semis for the first time, especially as they have 3 home games left. The game was made harder for the Chiefs as they have just returned from South Africa with a few injuries and some tiredness.
I'm thoroughly surprised at how much I have enjoyed the Egg Chasing, maybe I shouldn't be as it is a sport. It helped that the Chiefs won 29-14 after some stout defending, some bad Stormer kicking and a couple breakaway tries.
On the way home Michelle intentionally ran over a Possum (little fluffy thing). Squelch I have to say that I closed my eyes, but I felt the bump. Don't all go writing to the RSPCA, because it is every Kiwi's duty to kill Possum's whenever they are found. Although they are a protected species in Oz in NZ yhey are a huge pest. That may explain why there is so much Road kill over here.
Thursday 22nd April 2004, Day 222/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
The Trots
I spent the morning camped out on the deck reading in the lovely sunshine overlooking the front paddock. There can't be many nicer places.
In the afternoon I headed off to the Trots (no it's not what you're thinking) in Cambridge. The trots is harness racing, basically horse towing a trailer. They also have Greyhound racing. I've never been to the Dog's before and it's something I've always wanted to do. In true Kiwi style it's all very laid back. With 15 minuted to go before the first race I got into the track without paying (turns out it was free anyway), the bookies hadn't opened yet and there was hardly anyone about.
The Trots.
They had 10 Greyhound races and 10 Harness, so that's 20 chances to lose my money. The betting is the same as it is in the UK, although the odds are very poor. There were a few horses that would be at 6-1 but normal they were between 1 and 3 to 1. I like to have a punt on the real underdogs. They also didn't have the turf accountants by the side of the track which I feel always add to the atmosphere. I think they should make dog racing even more exciting by using real hares instead of bits of rags.
My betting judgment was very poor to begin with and sods law states that the race that I don't bet on, the horse that I would have bet on wins. Eventually Blue Paragon did the business for me, but to say I had a winning streak would be pushing it. My driver always seemed to look like he was out for an Sunday Cruise. He was never using his whip and the fact he was smoking a fat cigar should have given me a clue that he wasn't a winner.
I have a steadfast theory that 'always' works in the UK when it comes to betting on Greyhounds. I always bet on the dog that empties his bowels before getting into the stalls. My theory being that he will be lighter than the other dogs. Even that theory didn't work over here.
As it turns out the Naughty Milkmaid was also at the trots so it was an ideal chance for us to meet up. It struck me that I was actually a little nervous about meeting up. Seems stupid when you think about all the people I've met since I've been away. Bloody control freak. I think it all went rather well, bearing in mind that I'm a miserable twat.
............ and Briggsy nobody died. Sorry to disappoint.
The Trots
I spent the morning camped out on the deck reading in the lovely sunshine overlooking the front paddock. There can't be many nicer places.
In the afternoon I headed off to the Trots (no it's not what you're thinking) in Cambridge. The trots is harness racing, basically horse towing a trailer. They also have Greyhound racing. I've never been to the Dog's before and it's something I've always wanted to do. In true Kiwi style it's all very laid back. With 15 minuted to go before the first race I got into the track without paying (turns out it was free anyway), the bookies hadn't opened yet and there was hardly anyone about.
They had 10 Greyhound races and 10 Harness, so that's 20 chances to lose my money. The betting is the same as it is in the UK, although the odds are very poor. There were a few horses that would be at 6-1 but normal they were between 1 and 3 to 1. I like to have a punt on the real underdogs. They also didn't have the turf accountants by the side of the track which I feel always add to the atmosphere. I think they should make dog racing even more exciting by using real hares instead of bits of rags.
My betting judgment was very poor to begin with and sods law states that the race that I don't bet on, the horse that I would have bet on wins. Eventually Blue Paragon did the business for me, but to say I had a winning streak would be pushing it. My driver always seemed to look like he was out for an Sunday Cruise. He was never using his whip and the fact he was smoking a fat cigar should have given me a clue that he wasn't a winner.
I have a steadfast theory that 'always' works in the UK when it comes to betting on Greyhounds. I always bet on the dog that empties his bowels before getting into the stalls. My theory being that he will be lighter than the other dogs. Even that theory didn't work over here.
As it turns out the Naughty Milkmaid was also at the trots so it was an ideal chance for us to meet up. It struck me that I was actually a little nervous about meeting up. Seems stupid when you think about all the people I've met since I've been away. Bloody control freak. I think it all went rather well, bearing in mind that I'm a miserable twat.
............ and Briggsy nobody died. Sorry to disappoint.
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Wednesday 21st April 2004, Day 221/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Briggsy leaves
Happy Birthday Pilgrim!
Briggsy was off early this morning. A few tears and a hole to fill. Actually the position isn't really vacant as I know I've made a friend, but she's just a little bit further away. Have a safe trip. As least i get to stay in the flat now and Alice can have her bedroom back. Oh yeah and you owe me a pair of socks!
Carol.
The Tanners.
The Ice Maiden Cracks.
The Tanners very kindly lent me there farm vehicle (at least it's reliable) to head into Matamata. You've got to love the warehouse. It's like a quality version of Wilkinsons. I bought 6 buckets for $4. 4 books for £13. A personal CD player for $42. A Cd Travel Wallet for $3. A snorkel and mask for $ 18 and Deodorant for $6. Total spend $86 about £30.
I bought the bucket for the Tanners 73c each. Apparently they are not ideal for putting out fires, but how often do you have a fire on a farm, Briggsy?
The 4 books were a bargain and they weren't any old tat. They were 'the Suspicious death of Heinrich Himmler', 'Pearl Harbour', 'Tolkein's autobiography' and 'Bodyguard tales' by that chap who survived the Diana crash.
The CD player was a total bargain, mind how long it lasts is anyone's guess. Music is essential when you're away. It brings out all your memories. It serves me right for leaving my last CD player on my bunk in the hostel in Auckland, Doh!
The travel wallet will take away all my bulky CD cases.
The snorkel and mask because I need to practise, before I get to the barrier reef.
The deodorant because I smell (ask Briggsy) was quite expensive in the overall scheme of things.
I had a haircut in Matamata today. It's probably the worst haircut ever by some dithering old fool. He didn't bother combing my hair or anything. He just cut the bits that stuck out. The problem is that my hair comes out at all angles.
Anyway that's enough boring drivel lets talk about farming instead. Today I had lesson 3 (shame I can't remember the first 2) in farming, by Eric Tanner. Todays topic was silage. Basically you have to feed the cows on silage (or hay) during the winter as the grass stops growing. The sheep are fine on grass because they have teeth and chew it. Cows wrap the grass around there tongues and pull. Eric and I had a fight with a bale of silage and won (eventually). It was heavy. I find the whole lifestyle fascinating. My ISCO test at school said I should be a 'Phsychologist' or 'farmer'. There's still time yet, just need to bulk up a bit.
Silage fighting.
The Moo Cows.
Briggsy leaves
Happy Birthday Pilgrim!
Briggsy was off early this morning. A few tears and a hole to fill. Actually the position isn't really vacant as I know I've made a friend, but she's just a little bit further away. Have a safe trip. As least i get to stay in the flat now and Alice can have her bedroom back. Oh yeah and you owe me a pair of socks!
The Tanners very kindly lent me there farm vehicle (at least it's reliable) to head into Matamata. You've got to love the warehouse. It's like a quality version of Wilkinsons. I bought 6 buckets for $4. 4 books for £13. A personal CD player for $42. A Cd Travel Wallet for $3. A snorkel and mask for $ 18 and Deodorant for $6. Total spend $86 about £30.
I bought the bucket for the Tanners 73c each. Apparently they are not ideal for putting out fires, but how often do you have a fire on a farm, Briggsy?
The 4 books were a bargain and they weren't any old tat. They were 'the Suspicious death of Heinrich Himmler', 'Pearl Harbour', 'Tolkein's autobiography' and 'Bodyguard tales' by that chap who survived the Diana crash.
The CD player was a total bargain, mind how long it lasts is anyone's guess. Music is essential when you're away. It brings out all your memories. It serves me right for leaving my last CD player on my bunk in the hostel in Auckland, Doh!
The travel wallet will take away all my bulky CD cases.
The snorkel and mask because I need to practise, before I get to the barrier reef.
The deodorant because I smell (ask Briggsy) was quite expensive in the overall scheme of things.
I had a haircut in Matamata today. It's probably the worst haircut ever by some dithering old fool. He didn't bother combing my hair or anything. He just cut the bits that stuck out. The problem is that my hair comes out at all angles.
Anyway that's enough boring drivel lets talk about farming instead. Today I had lesson 3 (shame I can't remember the first 2) in farming, by Eric Tanner. Todays topic was silage. Basically you have to feed the cows on silage (or hay) during the winter as the grass stops growing. The sheep are fine on grass because they have teeth and chew it. Cows wrap the grass around there tongues and pull. Eric and I had a fight with a bale of silage and won (eventually). It was heavy. I find the whole lifestyle fascinating. My ISCO test at school said I should be a 'Phsychologist' or 'farmer'. There's still time yet, just need to bulk up a bit.
Tuesday 20th April 2004, Day 220/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Cleaned my car in the morning and drove it into Hamilton and dropped it off at the auctions. It goes on sale on Saturday. I hope it sells, in fact I hope it starts. I never did anything about the battery or the head gasket. It did serve me well. I did just under 10,000 km's in 2 months.
It's Briggsy last day today. She's been doing all her final bits and pieces, but mainly she's been moping about looking all miserable. Bless her she is struggling. Gonna miss her.
She chose for her last supper Lamb Chops again supplied by the farm stock and bloody good it was too.
You've got to love this family.
Michelle - "Briggsy, stop eating those chestnuts or you'll go home fat"
Briggsy - "It doesn't matter, my lives effectively over anyway"
Harriette - "Mummy can I have some Sprite?"
Michelle - "No you can't"
Harriette - "Why not?"
Michelle - "Coz we've run out of tonic and we need it as a mixer for the vodka."
Cleaned my car in the morning and drove it into Hamilton and dropped it off at the auctions. It goes on sale on Saturday. I hope it sells, in fact I hope it starts. I never did anything about the battery or the head gasket. It did serve me well. I did just under 10,000 km's in 2 months.
It's Briggsy last day today. She's been doing all her final bits and pieces, but mainly she's been moping about looking all miserable. Bless her she is struggling. Gonna miss her.
She chose for her last supper Lamb Chops again supplied by the farm stock and bloody good it was too.
You've got to love this family.
Michelle - "Briggsy, stop eating those chestnuts or you'll go home fat"
Briggsy - "It doesn't matter, my lives effectively over anyway"
Harriette - "Mummy can I have some Sprite?"
Michelle - "No you can't"
Harriette - "Why not?"
Michelle - "Coz we've run out of tonic and we need it as a mixer for the vodka."
Monday, April 19, 2004
Monday 19th April 2004, Day 219/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
I finished book 18. 'Billy' by Pamela Stephenson. The wivey describes the life of her husband. Very funny and fascinating. A tale that should give everyone hope.
I had a leisurely start to the day and then headed out to Waitomo Caves where I signed up for the Black Water Rafting @ $75. If you don't know what Black Water Rafting is, as I didn't, then it's basically find a dank cave with cold water in it, get a rubber ring and go for it. You get fully kitted out in Miners helmet and a wet suit and then have to take the initiation ceremony. Basically its a backward 2 metre jump, with your rubber ring attached to your butt into icy water.
That successfully achieved we headed to the dank hole and were off. We had 2 waterfalls to jump off underground. The first was the smaller of the 2 but the ever fearless jap still managed to jump out too far and smash his head into the rocks. Talk about Kamikaze, they really know no fear. The noise of helmet clattering into rocks resonated around the cave. When he eventually came up to the surface everyone stood around looking for a while as he was lying face down, (they also have no survival instincts). Eventually the guide clambered down grabbed him and pulled him out. He had a massive smile on his face. Crazy fool. He was fine.
After the 2nd bigger jump, we formed a large eel (basically you wedge the person behind you's feet under your shoulders) turned out our lamps and moved along the cave in total darkness, on our rings. When you look up you get to see glowworms. It's truly magical. It's like a Disney theme park ride only real and 100 times better. For me it was breathtaking. I think everyone was in awe. It was a very special experience and we got a part of the cave that most people don't.
The guides were informative, funny and excellent as ever. Black Water Rafting was one of the most stupid things that I've ever done in my life, but it was equally special.
Afterwards we were treated to warm showers, warm soup and bagels. Went to leave and my car wouldn't start. It was dead. The rescue drive diagnosed a dead battery and gave me a jump start. It's lucky that I got 2 free pick ups with my insurance. It's a bit of a bugger because i was hoping to take the car to the auctions tomorrow.
I got home safely and was treated to Number 47 again. This time it was beef Curry. Briggsy said it was 'Yummy'
I finished book 18. 'Billy' by Pamela Stephenson. The wivey describes the life of her husband. Very funny and fascinating. A tale that should give everyone hope.
I had a leisurely start to the day and then headed out to Waitomo Caves where I signed up for the Black Water Rafting @ $75. If you don't know what Black Water Rafting is, as I didn't, then it's basically find a dank cave with cold water in it, get a rubber ring and go for it. You get fully kitted out in Miners helmet and a wet suit and then have to take the initiation ceremony. Basically its a backward 2 metre jump, with your rubber ring attached to your butt into icy water.
That successfully achieved we headed to the dank hole and were off. We had 2 waterfalls to jump off underground. The first was the smaller of the 2 but the ever fearless jap still managed to jump out too far and smash his head into the rocks. Talk about Kamikaze, they really know no fear. The noise of helmet clattering into rocks resonated around the cave. When he eventually came up to the surface everyone stood around looking for a while as he was lying face down, (they also have no survival instincts). Eventually the guide clambered down grabbed him and pulled him out. He had a massive smile on his face. Crazy fool. He was fine.
After the 2nd bigger jump, we formed a large eel (basically you wedge the person behind you's feet under your shoulders) turned out our lamps and moved along the cave in total darkness, on our rings. When you look up you get to see glowworms. It's truly magical. It's like a Disney theme park ride only real and 100 times better. For me it was breathtaking. I think everyone was in awe. It was a very special experience and we got a part of the cave that most people don't.
The guides were informative, funny and excellent as ever. Black Water Rafting was one of the most stupid things that I've ever done in my life, but it was equally special.
Afterwards we were treated to warm showers, warm soup and bagels. Went to leave and my car wouldn't start. It was dead. The rescue drive diagnosed a dead battery and gave me a jump start. It's lucky that I got 2 free pick ups with my insurance. It's a bit of a bugger because i was hoping to take the car to the auctions tomorrow.
I got home safely and was treated to Number 47 again. This time it was beef Curry. Briggsy said it was 'Yummy'
Sunday, April 18, 2004
Sunday 18th April 2004, Day 218/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.
Went for an early morning run (I've no idea what's come over me) then had a huge Tanner fry up. I helped Michelle in the veg plot (sort of), I only managed about 5 barrow fulls. After I played football with the kids until a hurt ankle stopped play again. I must be a jinx, but this time there was no trip to hospital. I then helped Eric out on his Land Rover. Well If I'm being honest I watched him working on his Land Rover.
In the afternoon we did a spot of Clay Pigeon shooting in the back garden. My first time at it and it went pretty well when I opened my eyes. Harriette, the 10 year old, asked if she could shot the 22 instead of the shotgun. Eric's response, in true Kiwi style. "No Harri, its the 12 bore or nothing." I later made Briggsy' day when I went to retrieve the clays. I spotted one in the ditch. It looked like a hard bit, but upon further investigation it was soft, very soft.
Try this in your back garden.
Soft Landing.
Ditch jumping, badly.
Roast Beef for dinner. Haven't had Roast beef for 7 months and I thoroughly enjoyed it. We were eating No 47 which was slaughtered and Butchered by Erics fair hands.
There is something truly rewarding about this lifestyle and being able to provide for you and your family, but don't think for a minute that it's an easy life.
Went for an early morning run (I've no idea what's come over me) then had a huge Tanner fry up. I helped Michelle in the veg plot (sort of), I only managed about 5 barrow fulls. After I played football with the kids until a hurt ankle stopped play again. I must be a jinx, but this time there was no trip to hospital. I then helped Eric out on his Land Rover. Well If I'm being honest I watched him working on his Land Rover.
In the afternoon we did a spot of Clay Pigeon shooting in the back garden. My first time at it and it went pretty well when I opened my eyes. Harriette, the 10 year old, asked if she could shot the 22 instead of the shotgun. Eric's response, in true Kiwi style. "No Harri, its the 12 bore or nothing." I later made Briggsy' day when I went to retrieve the clays. I spotted one in the ditch. It looked like a hard bit, but upon further investigation it was soft, very soft.
Roast Beef for dinner. Haven't had Roast beef for 7 months and I thoroughly enjoyed it. We were eating No 47 which was slaughtered and Butchered by Erics fair hands.
There is something truly rewarding about this lifestyle and being able to provide for you and your family, but don't think for a minute that it's an easy life.
Saturday, April 17, 2004
Saturday 17th April 2004, Day 217/366 - Taupo, New Zealand to Matamata, New Zealand.
It was our last night in the tent and as much fun as it has been i can't deny that I'm looking forward to some home comforts and early morning warmth at the Tanners. I'm gonna miss Briggsy stories to send me to sleep.
We had an early start at 7.50 for our fly fishing expedition with Adam from Go Fish. It cost $100 for 4 hours fishing including all the gear plus $12.50 for the days fishing license. We met Adam and he noticed Briggsy and I were travelling in separate cars.
Adam : "So are you guys with each other?"
Briggsy : "God no" she responded emphatically.
I'm not sure I like her tone.
I've never fly fished, but have done a fair bit of coarse fishing. I found the fly fishing was more like trying to stalk the fish instead of just sticking your tackle in and waiting for a fish to come along and take the bait. Coarse fishing is much more relaxing, at least you get to sit down and have a rest. In fly fishing you need to be able to cast well everytime to ensure good presentation of the fly. I found that intensely frustrating and as the river was flowing fast you were forever taking in slack, then giving some slack before re casting. It didn't help that none of even had a sniff of a bit. The water was crystal and when it's like that the fish lie very deep and are easily spooked. If only Briggsy would fall in again. That would make my day. It was a lovely day and a lovely place to fish, not quite the Blazingsmoke canal but it'll do.
Happy as a Pig who looks dashing.
No wonder I wasn't catching.
We lunched on the banks of Lake Taupo, it was a gorgeous day and then headed back to Matamata. On the way back it struck me that 'I'm in New Zealand.' It sounds daft but occasionally you need these reality checks. It's a pretty crazy reality.
Lunch on Lake Taupo.
When we arrived at the Tanners we had afternoon tea, G and T's and home made pizzas. I had a letter waiting for me from my Mum. Apparently my Mum gets frustrated when my Dad sends the Emails as he condenses all the news. So now I know all about my cats and what's going on with my house. I also had another letter waiting. This time from the New Zealand police. Yep you guessed it. A speeding fine. $80 for doing 64kmph in a 50 in Greymouth on the 20th March. Doh!
It was our last night in the tent and as much fun as it has been i can't deny that I'm looking forward to some home comforts and early morning warmth at the Tanners. I'm gonna miss Briggsy stories to send me to sleep.
We had an early start at 7.50 for our fly fishing expedition with Adam from Go Fish. It cost $100 for 4 hours fishing including all the gear plus $12.50 for the days fishing license. We met Adam and he noticed Briggsy and I were travelling in separate cars.
Adam : "So are you guys with each other?"
Briggsy : "God no" she responded emphatically.
I'm not sure I like her tone.
I've never fly fished, but have done a fair bit of coarse fishing. I found the fly fishing was more like trying to stalk the fish instead of just sticking your tackle in and waiting for a fish to come along and take the bait. Coarse fishing is much more relaxing, at least you get to sit down and have a rest. In fly fishing you need to be able to cast well everytime to ensure good presentation of the fly. I found that intensely frustrating and as the river was flowing fast you were forever taking in slack, then giving some slack before re casting. It didn't help that none of even had a sniff of a bit. The water was crystal and when it's like that the fish lie very deep and are easily spooked. If only Briggsy would fall in again. That would make my day. It was a lovely day and a lovely place to fish, not quite the Blazingsmoke canal but it'll do.
We lunched on the banks of Lake Taupo, it was a gorgeous day and then headed back to Matamata. On the way back it struck me that 'I'm in New Zealand.' It sounds daft but occasionally you need these reality checks. It's a pretty crazy reality.
When we arrived at the Tanners we had afternoon tea, G and T's and home made pizzas. I had a letter waiting for me from my Mum. Apparently my Mum gets frustrated when my Dad sends the Emails as he condenses all the news. So now I know all about my cats and what's going on with my house. I also had another letter waiting. This time from the New Zealand police. Yep you guessed it. A speeding fine. $80 for doing 64kmph in a 50 in Greymouth on the 20th March. Doh!
Friday, April 16, 2004
Friday 16th April 2004, Day 216/366 - Taupo, New Zealand.
Went for a drink last night (as has become the tradition), but I've just noticed how many American mannerisms I have taken on. Like I say 'Hey' instead of 'Hi' and 'Can I get' instead of 'please may I have' and 'I'm good thanks' instead of "I'm fine thank you very much for asking old bean'. It's all a bit worrying, but it's also all part of the experience.
This morning Briggsy gave an excellent display in toaster use whilst trying to toast our crumpets. She'd shoved the grill in too far and couldn't retrieve it. I know you're all thinking that she put a knife in to try and jimmy it out and shorting the whole of the north island in the process, but no she's not that stupid. Instead she grabbed hold of the hot element, burning a hole in her fleece in the process. I once did that with my Mum's oven gloves. She eventually retrieved the crumpets with a rolled up paper and they were just fine.
Crumpet retrieving and fleece burning.
We were picked up at 10.30 by Kiwi River Safaris for our $90 white water rafting excursion. We had an hour drive to somewhere small and unprouncable and within no time we were togged up and about to set sail on the Grade 3/4 River Rangiataki rapids. With all the rain recently the river is in full flow. We had a crash course in what to do and what not to do, you gotta love Kiwi safety talks. They go out of there way to make sure you have fun. In Britain they are over protective as they are frightened of litigation. Here you're in for a fun ride. There a fine balance between safety and a wild ride and the Kiwis get it just right.
Luckily I didn't get a photo of me looking this daft, but apparently I did. Especially when my ears stuck out my helmet.
We were straight into the rapids and the Guides instructions were clear and the raft surprisingly sturdy, but still the rapids make it behave in a most unpredictable manner. It's great for the adrenalin. The top part of the River has the toughest of the Rapids, but we sailed through these with no problems. When we got to the bottom we had enough time for a bit of fun as Briggsy was volunteered for a toilet flush. The basic idea is that you paddle the raft back up the river to base of a small waterfall and all the water flushes over the victim. Briggsy very kindly volunteered me for the next flush which was very refreshing.
Having negotiated the worst of the rapids without losing anyone overboard we hit a rock at relatively low speed. The nose of the boat dipped down, the raft did a bit of a spin, but nothing too violent. I was looking at Briggsy and for some reason she decided that she would fall out. I think the boat just caught her wrong. She showed excellent form all the way into the water (still in her sitting position). I offered her my oar (no, not to make sure she stayed submerged) and dragged the drowned rat back aboard. Her first comment when aboard was "I'm okay and I don't need CPR". I have to confess that i spent the rest trip smiling. Oh for a waterproof camera.
The middle section was rather calm and a little like 'Deliverance' without the squealing pigs, but it did give you the chance to look round at the beautiful scenery. In the final long rapid section the guide was intent on giving us a dunking, by slamming us into rocks, making us do spins and then standing up. It culminated in us having to try and squeeze the raft between 2 rocks by putting every one on one side and trying to go through the gap on our sides. Of course the end result was the raft flipping and us all getting a dunking. With the raft upside down we all had to get out from underneath and hold onto the sides. after a minute or 2 I was wondering where Briggsy was lifted the raft and there she was hiding in an air pocket having dropped her paddle.
Great Day, Great fun, Great way to add to my credit card balance. Sorry to pick on you Briggsy.
Huka Falls, Taupo.
Went for a drink last night (as has become the tradition), but I've just noticed how many American mannerisms I have taken on. Like I say 'Hey' instead of 'Hi' and 'Can I get' instead of 'please may I have' and 'I'm good thanks' instead of "I'm fine thank you very much for asking old bean'. It's all a bit worrying, but it's also all part of the experience.
This morning Briggsy gave an excellent display in toaster use whilst trying to toast our crumpets. She'd shoved the grill in too far and couldn't retrieve it. I know you're all thinking that she put a knife in to try and jimmy it out and shorting the whole of the north island in the process, but no she's not that stupid. Instead she grabbed hold of the hot element, burning a hole in her fleece in the process. I once did that with my Mum's oven gloves. She eventually retrieved the crumpets with a rolled up paper and they were just fine.
We were picked up at 10.30 by Kiwi River Safaris for our $90 white water rafting excursion. We had an hour drive to somewhere small and unprouncable and within no time we were togged up and about to set sail on the Grade 3/4 River Rangiataki rapids. With all the rain recently the river is in full flow. We had a crash course in what to do and what not to do, you gotta love Kiwi safety talks. They go out of there way to make sure you have fun. In Britain they are over protective as they are frightened of litigation. Here you're in for a fun ride. There a fine balance between safety and a wild ride and the Kiwis get it just right.
We were straight into the rapids and the Guides instructions were clear and the raft surprisingly sturdy, but still the rapids make it behave in a most unpredictable manner. It's great for the adrenalin. The top part of the River has the toughest of the Rapids, but we sailed through these with no problems. When we got to the bottom we had enough time for a bit of fun as Briggsy was volunteered for a toilet flush. The basic idea is that you paddle the raft back up the river to base of a small waterfall and all the water flushes over the victim. Briggsy very kindly volunteered me for the next flush which was very refreshing.
Having negotiated the worst of the rapids without losing anyone overboard we hit a rock at relatively low speed. The nose of the boat dipped down, the raft did a bit of a spin, but nothing too violent. I was looking at Briggsy and for some reason she decided that she would fall out. I think the boat just caught her wrong. She showed excellent form all the way into the water (still in her sitting position). I offered her my oar (no, not to make sure she stayed submerged) and dragged the drowned rat back aboard. Her first comment when aboard was "I'm okay and I don't need CPR". I have to confess that i spent the rest trip smiling. Oh for a waterproof camera.
The middle section was rather calm and a little like 'Deliverance' without the squealing pigs, but it did give you the chance to look round at the beautiful scenery. In the final long rapid section the guide was intent on giving us a dunking, by slamming us into rocks, making us do spins and then standing up. It culminated in us having to try and squeeze the raft between 2 rocks by putting every one on one side and trying to go through the gap on our sides. Of course the end result was the raft flipping and us all getting a dunking. With the raft upside down we all had to get out from underneath and hold onto the sides. after a minute or 2 I was wondering where Briggsy was lifted the raft and there she was hiding in an air pocket having dropped her paddle.
Great Day, Great fun, Great way to add to my credit card balance. Sorry to pick on you Briggsy.
Thursday, April 15, 2004
Thursday 15th April 2004, Day 215/366 - Mount Maunganui, New Zealand to Tuapo, New Zealand.
Last night we had a very civilized night taking advantage of the local cinemas movie and meal deal for $23. Had a nice meal and then watched Monster (Briggsy's choice). I didn't know anything about the movie before we went in, but it turned out to be an inspired choice. How is it though, that you always end up feeling sorry for the person you shouldn't. Charlize Theron was superb in it and just a little scarey and not pretty.
At 7 this morning I found myself running up Mount Maunganui. It's bigger than it looks and it's definatly a lung buster. I thought I'd done some serious damage to them from diving, but I'm still here now. When you get to the top it is all worth while. Stunning!!! Nothing else.
We tried to arrange some big game fishing for today, but apparently its off season as the water is too cold. So we're heading to Taupo instead to do some trout fishing and White Water Rafting. It's a beautiful and it's a shame to be driving. Got a lovely site on the Waikato River and booked the rafting for tomorrow and the fishing for Saturday.
On the journey down I got to thinking that this time in 5 months I'll be home. I'm actually quite looking forward to it at the moment. I'm not wishing my time away away, but I am keen to put all my plans for the future into action and test out the new and improved Bloobuoy. That's been the best thing about the last couple of weeks. It's really given me the time to do a lot of positive thinking and formulate plans. The lingering doubt is how easy it would be to slip back into my former self.
Last night we had a very civilized night taking advantage of the local cinemas movie and meal deal for $23. Had a nice meal and then watched Monster (Briggsy's choice). I didn't know anything about the movie before we went in, but it turned out to be an inspired choice. How is it though, that you always end up feeling sorry for the person you shouldn't. Charlize Theron was superb in it and just a little scarey and not pretty.
At 7 this morning I found myself running up Mount Maunganui. It's bigger than it looks and it's definatly a lung buster. I thought I'd done some serious damage to them from diving, but I'm still here now. When you get to the top it is all worth while. Stunning!!! Nothing else.
We tried to arrange some big game fishing for today, but apparently its off season as the water is too cold. So we're heading to Taupo instead to do some trout fishing and White Water Rafting. It's a beautiful and it's a shame to be driving. Got a lovely site on the Waikato River and booked the rafting for tomorrow and the fishing for Saturday.
On the journey down I got to thinking that this time in 5 months I'll be home. I'm actually quite looking forward to it at the moment. I'm not wishing my time away away, but I am keen to put all my plans for the future into action and test out the new and improved Bloobuoy. That's been the best thing about the last couple of weeks. It's really given me the time to do a lot of positive thinking and formulate plans. The lingering doubt is how easy it would be to slip back into my former self.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Wednesday 14th April 2004, Day 214/366 - Hahei, New Zealand to Mount Maunganui, New Zealand.
It's drizzling again and it's a bit cold again. We headed south stopping at Waihi, but there was nothing much occuring so we carried on through Tauranga to Mount Maunganui. Got a lovely campsite right at the base of the Mount and the door opens out on to the beach. It's a real bonus that the weather bucked up too.
The Mount is a lovely little seaside place without the sleaze. Very clean. I left Briggsy in the Hot Spas. It struck me that this was first time we'd been apart since friday. She's been really easy to travel with and knows when it's quiet time, plus she's always got a story to send me to sleep to. Don't worry Stan we haven't fallen out over pizza or anything like that. Bing Bong.
It's drizzling again and it's a bit cold again. We headed south stopping at Waihi, but there was nothing much occuring so we carried on through Tauranga to Mount Maunganui. Got a lovely campsite right at the base of the Mount and the door opens out on to the beach. It's a real bonus that the weather bucked up too.
The Mount is a lovely little seaside place without the sleaze. Very clean. I left Briggsy in the Hot Spas. It struck me that this was first time we'd been apart since friday. She's been really easy to travel with and knows when it's quiet time, plus she's always got a story to send me to sleep to. Don't worry Stan we haven't fallen out over pizza or anything like that. Bing Bong.
Tuesday 13th April 2004, Day 213/366 - Hahei, New Zealand
First thing was a trip to Cathedral Cove. It's a 40 minute walk from the car park. You have to keep pinching yourself to make sure it's really real. I apologise for sounding like a broken record, but you can't appreciate the beauty of Nz until you come here. Everywhere you go you are never far a stunning beauty spot and they are never overcrowded.
Cathedral Cove.
Briggsy searches for inspiration.
We went to the plaque that commerates the spot where Captain Cook landed in November 1769. Shame they spelt longitude, longigtude.
Briggsy likes this photo of me, not sure why.
Went along to the Hot Water Beach. Apparently you are able to dig a hole in the sand and then lie the water and it's supposed to be a 64 deg natural spa. There were lots of people digging and looking confused. It seemed a good time to people watch. Instead of seeing lots of people lounging around in hot pools there were just a lot of people stood around shivering. I think the whole thing is a bit of a bing bong. Either that or someone forgot to turn on the geothermal heating.
Hot Water Beach. Not alot of Hot water and plenty of confused people.
Found a fantastic place to eat in Hahei. Well in fairness it is the only place. It's a bit pricey but the food is fab. If you go to Hahei eat in the Luna Cafe.
Finished my 17th book of the tour. 'Taken on Trust' is Terry Waite's autobiography and a real tale of pluck and courage. Very honest and all for $1.50.
First thing was a trip to Cathedral Cove. It's a 40 minute walk from the car park. You have to keep pinching yourself to make sure it's really real. I apologise for sounding like a broken record, but you can't appreciate the beauty of Nz until you come here. Everywhere you go you are never far a stunning beauty spot and they are never overcrowded.
We went to the plaque that commerates the spot where Captain Cook landed in November 1769. Shame they spelt longitude, longigtude.
Went along to the Hot Water Beach. Apparently you are able to dig a hole in the sand and then lie the water and it's supposed to be a 64 deg natural spa. There were lots of people digging and looking confused. It seemed a good time to people watch. Instead of seeing lots of people lounging around in hot pools there were just a lot of people stood around shivering. I think the whole thing is a bit of a bing bong. Either that or someone forgot to turn on the geothermal heating.
Found a fantastic place to eat in Hahei. Well in fairness it is the only place. It's a bit pricey but the food is fab. If you go to Hahei eat in the Luna Cafe.
Finished my 17th book of the tour. 'Taken on Trust' is Terry Waite's autobiography and a real tale of pluck and courage. Very honest and all for $1.50.
Monday 12th April 2004, Day 212/366 - Coromandel Town, New Zealand to Hahei, New Zealand
It was a cold and windy, but it's amazing how secure you can feel in a flimsy bit of nylon. We moved across the peninsula through the beautiful bay at whitiangi to the Hot water Beach and Cathedral Cove. Pitched the tent on a lovely site overlooking a stream.
It was a cold and windy, but it's amazing how secure you can feel in a flimsy bit of nylon. We moved across the peninsula through the beautiful bay at whitiangi to the Hot water Beach and Cathedral Cove. Pitched the tent on a lovely site overlooking a stream.
Sunday 11th April 2004, Day 211/366 - Paihia, New Zealand to Coromandel Town, New Zealand
Ouch my hips hurt. Bloody hard floors. At least I'm warm. We were woken at 4.00 by what Briggsy described as a blood curdling scream that lasted for ages. I remember it as something different. I was woken a second before by a car wheel spinning away and the scream lasted for a second and sounded like someone taking the mick. Anyway we're both still here now.
A beautiful view at Breakfast.
We had a lovely breakfast in a great little cafe with the most idlyic view of the Bay. We then hit the road south through the drizzle passing through Auckland and then up towards the Coromandel Peninsula. We intended to stay in Thames, which is the western gateway to the peninsula, but it looked a little industrial so we continued up to Coromandel Town and found a campsite on Shelly Beach.
The NZ news is funny sometimes. Instead of having an easter eggs hunt they hunt the easter bunny instead. Its a tradition and this year they managed to shot 11500 of them. We decided to cook which seemed like a good idea when we bought the food, but when we got to the kitchen there were no untensils or crockery. we managed to cobble together some bits and pieces and threw together a tuna and chick pea pasta. Strange, nice but strange.
Ouch my hips hurt. Bloody hard floors. At least I'm warm. We were woken at 4.00 by what Briggsy described as a blood curdling scream that lasted for ages. I remember it as something different. I was woken a second before by a car wheel spinning away and the scream lasted for a second and sounded like someone taking the mick. Anyway we're both still here now.
We had a lovely breakfast in a great little cafe with the most idlyic view of the Bay. We then hit the road south through the drizzle passing through Auckland and then up towards the Coromandel Peninsula. We intended to stay in Thames, which is the western gateway to the peninsula, but it looked a little industrial so we continued up to Coromandel Town and found a campsite on Shelly Beach.
The NZ news is funny sometimes. Instead of having an easter eggs hunt they hunt the easter bunny instead. Its a tradition and this year they managed to shot 11500 of them. We decided to cook which seemed like a good idea when we bought the food, but when we got to the kitchen there were no untensils or crockery. we managed to cobble together some bits and pieces and threw together a tuna and chick pea pasta. Strange, nice but strange.
Monday, April 12, 2004
Saturday 10th April 2004, Day 210/366 - Paihia, New Zealand
We had breakfast aboard the Rock, haven't had Porridge for yonks, and transferred to the day boat for island hopping on 2 of the 144 islands that make up the Bay of Islands. I can't pronounce either of them, let alone spell them, but they were lovely. It was a bit cold for snorkeling and sea kayaking, but the others got on with it.
The Rock our home for a night.
As I look round the boat on the way I think what a strange bunch of 18 we are. You've got the old Aussie couple, Max and Mitsy. An old Japanese lady who was travelling on her own and was up for everything. A young English girl who was travelling on her own and was very hard to talk to, I wonder if she's spoken to anyone since she's been away. Briggsy just reckons she doesn't like me. Then we have the Ice Maiden. Then the Gobby Manc and his equally gobby Kiwi bird. Then a young kiwi girl who was very easy to talk to, there wasn't much there. There was the obligatory couple who were married (yeah right they were having an affair). They had been everywhere, done everything and complained about everything. She was a pain in the arse and then when we got to the view at the top of the second Island and she started to her Yoga/Tai Chi excerises in a 'Heh everyone look at me' type of way. She looked like something off the Karate Kid. Her husband/lover said that she does this mental shit sometimes. Briggsy and I could only laugh at her. Next we have the obligatory American couple from Colorado who just took photos of everything. I think they had a barney through the night as they didn't speak during today, in a Briggsy and Bloo kinda way. Next were 3 Jap girls. 1 of them fell down the storage. 1 minute she was on the ladder the she wasn't. It was lucky we had such a thorough health and safety discussion. Basically it was you're all adults oh and the lifebelts are stored under the luggage so I hope we don't need them. It was very funny. As all Japs they know how to pose for a photo. Has they ever been a race of people who go so far out of there way to make themselves look totally unnatural 4 photos. There was the pub guy from Cambridge who was a nice chap. Then some foreign bloke (apparently German). Finally there was this miserable twat.
They were good times, but Briggsy and I just had to look at each to burst into laughter. It helped us get through the day. We were the only 2 with any form of sense of humour and we were also the only one's who didn't make any friends. The tour was excellent value for money and the staff were excellent and despite slating everyone they were really a nice bunch.
Got back to dry land at 16.00 and couldn't find any dorm rooms in town, you see it's easter weekend. Briggsy very kindly offered me room on the floor of her tent. There is something about camping and I haven't done it for years. I even managed to fall asleep when Briggsy was in mid sentence telling me her life story. Apparently I missed all the juicy bits. Damn.
It's hard work putting up a tent.
We had breakfast aboard the Rock, haven't had Porridge for yonks, and transferred to the day boat for island hopping on 2 of the 144 islands that make up the Bay of Islands. I can't pronounce either of them, let alone spell them, but they were lovely. It was a bit cold for snorkeling and sea kayaking, but the others got on with it.
As I look round the boat on the way I think what a strange bunch of 18 we are. You've got the old Aussie couple, Max and Mitsy. An old Japanese lady who was travelling on her own and was up for everything. A young English girl who was travelling on her own and was very hard to talk to, I wonder if she's spoken to anyone since she's been away. Briggsy just reckons she doesn't like me. Then we have the Ice Maiden. Then the Gobby Manc and his equally gobby Kiwi bird. Then a young kiwi girl who was very easy to talk to, there wasn't much there. There was the obligatory couple who were married (yeah right they were having an affair). They had been everywhere, done everything and complained about everything. She was a pain in the arse and then when we got to the view at the top of the second Island and she started to her Yoga/Tai Chi excerises in a 'Heh everyone look at me' type of way. She looked like something off the Karate Kid. Her husband/lover said that she does this mental shit sometimes. Briggsy and I could only laugh at her. Next we have the obligatory American couple from Colorado who just took photos of everything. I think they had a barney through the night as they didn't speak during today, in a Briggsy and Bloo kinda way. Next were 3 Jap girls. 1 of them fell down the storage. 1 minute she was on the ladder the she wasn't. It was lucky we had such a thorough health and safety discussion. Basically it was you're all adults oh and the lifebelts are stored under the luggage so I hope we don't need them. It was very funny. As all Japs they know how to pose for a photo. Has they ever been a race of people who go so far out of there way to make themselves look totally unnatural 4 photos. There was the pub guy from Cambridge who was a nice chap. Then some foreign bloke (apparently German). Finally there was this miserable twat.
They were good times, but Briggsy and I just had to look at each to burst into laughter. It helped us get through the day. We were the only 2 with any form of sense of humour and we were also the only one's who didn't make any friends. The tour was excellent value for money and the staff were excellent and despite slating everyone they were really a nice bunch.
Got back to dry land at 16.00 and couldn't find any dorm rooms in town, you see it's easter weekend. Briggsy very kindly offered me room on the floor of her tent. There is something about camping and I haven't done it for years. I even managed to fall asleep when Briggsy was in mid sentence telling me her life story. Apparently I missed all the juicy bits. Damn.
Sunday, April 11, 2004
Friday 9th April 2004, Day 209/366 - Paihia, New Zealand
Can't remember how many beers we drunk last night, but judging by my head it was at least 1 to many. So all I could manage to do was my laundry (and that hurt) and then do the honourable thing of having a kebab for my breakfast.
The Easter break is a very busy day in Paihia. It feels positively packed today. Actually it's not, it just feels it. There are all sorts of people taking part in all sorts of Water activities.
I met up with Briggsy for lunch and she'd arranged an overnight cruise for us on the Rock. We departed at 16.00. The Rock was a small converted car ferry that a guy had taken on as project. There were only 16 of guests on for the night at a cost of $140 pp.
In the evening we got to do shooting and fishing. I managed to catch 4 snappers and Briggsy caught none, but then she was better than me at shooting, although I had the rifle with the dodgey sight. We then had a barbecue on board and drank from the bar. Later at night was the highlight with a sea kayak under the stars. It's was a very serene experience on the thankfully tranquil water.
Can't remember how many beers we drunk last night, but judging by my head it was at least 1 to many. So all I could manage to do was my laundry (and that hurt) and then do the honourable thing of having a kebab for my breakfast.
The Easter break is a very busy day in Paihia. It feels positively packed today. Actually it's not, it just feels it. There are all sorts of people taking part in all sorts of Water activities.
I met up with Briggsy for lunch and she'd arranged an overnight cruise for us on the Rock. We departed at 16.00. The Rock was a small converted car ferry that a guy had taken on as project. There were only 16 of guests on for the night at a cost of $140 pp.
In the evening we got to do shooting and fishing. I managed to catch 4 snappers and Briggsy caught none, but then she was better than me at shooting, although I had the rifle with the dodgey sight. We then had a barbecue on board and drank from the bar. Later at night was the highlight with a sea kayak under the stars. It's was a very serene experience on the thankfully tranquil water.
Friday, April 09, 2004
Thursday 8th April 2004, Day 208/366 - Paihia, New Zealand
Happy Birthday Dad!
I decided that discretion was the better part of valour and that today was not a good day to die. So I took the day off diving to consider the why's, what's and wherefores.
I went for a drive north heading up the 90 mile beach to Cape Reigna. The 90 mile beach isn't 90 miles, but it is a beach and you can drive up it or at least I did. There are 100 kmph roadsigns and everything. It is lovely as well. It was going great until I decided to stop and take in the view. When I went to get back in the car I'd managed to park it on soft sand and gradually my car was sinking. I thought I'd sit there for a while and ask the next person to come along to give me a hand. An hour came and went and I didn't see a soul and the tide was coming in. I decided I should walk back down the beach to get to a phone or find someone to help. Well it took me 2 hours to walk back to the entrance to the beach (about 10 kms) and I still hadn't seen anyone willing to help. I did however spot the sign that I'd obviously flown passed in my haste to get on the beach. It warned that you drive on the beach at your own risk and that many cars have been lost to the sea.
I stopped at a holiday park and asked for assistance, they just offered the use of there phone. There was no one about with a 4x4 who was willing to drive up the beach to rescue me so I phoned my insurance company. I get 2 free recoveries with my policy, but alas it doesn't cover the 90 mile beach. I phoned a couple of towing companies, they quoted around $180, but there trucks were currently out of action.
After another hour I eventually found a company that was willing to come out and help. Another hour later this dodgey guy in a massive truck rocked up. Thankfully the car was where I had left it. No one had nicked it and the Ocean hadn't swallowed it. Approximately 2 minutes later I was back on the road/beach following the dodgey guy so I could pay him $120 for the privilege of having him rescuing me. I think in the end I got off lightly. Got some cracking photo's though.
Car Burying.
It is a lovely beach, but next time I drive it I'll be in a 4x4 and it'll be low tide or on an organised tour.
I decided to give the cape a miss for today and headed 4 Paihia to meet the dive team and get drunk. I actually caught myself smiling for the first time in a long time today when I am alone. I was not thinking of current issues but I was thinking back on my trip and remembering with fondness all the cool places I'd been to and of all the people I consider to be my friends and what a lucky bloke I am.
I met up with Ty, Char and Chris (truly nice welsh people, never thought I'd say that). They both qualified and survived so we went for a drink. As for the diving I won't let it defeat me.
The Dive team in Crayfish mode. (l to r) Chris, Charl, Tyray, Me (spoiling another photo).
Tyray and I giving the now legendary signal.
The 7 stages of hitting the drink wall.
Happy Birthday Dad!
I decided that discretion was the better part of valour and that today was not a good day to die. So I took the day off diving to consider the why's, what's and wherefores.
I went for a drive north heading up the 90 mile beach to Cape Reigna. The 90 mile beach isn't 90 miles, but it is a beach and you can drive up it or at least I did. There are 100 kmph roadsigns and everything. It is lovely as well. It was going great until I decided to stop and take in the view. When I went to get back in the car I'd managed to park it on soft sand and gradually my car was sinking. I thought I'd sit there for a while and ask the next person to come along to give me a hand. An hour came and went and I didn't see a soul and the tide was coming in. I decided I should walk back down the beach to get to a phone or find someone to help. Well it took me 2 hours to walk back to the entrance to the beach (about 10 kms) and I still hadn't seen anyone willing to help. I did however spot the sign that I'd obviously flown passed in my haste to get on the beach. It warned that you drive on the beach at your own risk and that many cars have been lost to the sea.
I stopped at a holiday park and asked for assistance, they just offered the use of there phone. There was no one about with a 4x4 who was willing to drive up the beach to rescue me so I phoned my insurance company. I get 2 free recoveries with my policy, but alas it doesn't cover the 90 mile beach. I phoned a couple of towing companies, they quoted around $180, but there trucks were currently out of action.
After another hour I eventually found a company that was willing to come out and help. Another hour later this dodgey guy in a massive truck rocked up. Thankfully the car was where I had left it. No one had nicked it and the Ocean hadn't swallowed it. Approximately 2 minutes later I was back on the road/beach following the dodgey guy so I could pay him $120 for the privilege of having him rescuing me. I think in the end I got off lightly. Got some cracking photo's though.
It is a lovely beach, but next time I drive it I'll be in a 4x4 and it'll be low tide or on an organised tour.
I decided to give the cape a miss for today and headed 4 Paihia to meet the dive team and get drunk. I actually caught myself smiling for the first time in a long time today when I am alone. I was not thinking of current issues but I was thinking back on my trip and remembering with fondness all the cool places I'd been to and of all the people I consider to be my friends and what a lucky bloke I am.
I met up with Ty, Char and Chris (truly nice welsh people, never thought I'd say that). They both qualified and survived so we went for a drink. As for the diving I won't let it defeat me.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Wednesday 7th April 2004, Day 207/366 - Paihia, New Zealand
Okay lets play a little game. I'm going to give you 2 excerpts from a conversation I overheard and you have to guess which nationality the person in question is.
1st
Mystery Guest - "so what will the temperature of the water be"
Skipper - "About 19 degrees celsius"
Mystery Guest - "I have no idea what that means"
2nd
Mystery Guest - "Wales? Is that the place that is surrounded by water"
As for the diving. I had a slight wobble on the first dive. I got to about 3 metres and felt very strange so headed back up. Fortunately Ty (instructor) came to the top with me we had a chat and he got me to look down and see the world beneath. When I got to the bottom (12 metres down) he handed me a sea urchin and it felt good to be down there. A magical experience. We were down for around 30 minutes and it was very cool. I was happier with the whole situation, but I really have to work hard to overcome all my natural instincts. It just doesn't feel normal.
On the second dive all was going swimmingly until I started sucking in water through my regulator and gradually my lungs began to fill with water 15 metres below the surface. I tried to work through the problem methodically, but when Ty gave me the sign to see if I was alright, human instinct took over and I gave the sign that I was going to the surface, forgetting everything that I had been taught in the process. Basically I totally freaked out. I spat my regulator out on at least 2 occassions and went the last few metres sucking in water. Ty was struggling to keep up and he was pulling at my fin tips before eventually working his way up my body, squeezing me and purging my regulator. My immediate thought was that he was trying to keep me under and that was the last place I wanted to be. In actual fact he was trying to make sure that I didn't ascend too quickly and trying to prevent my lungs from over expanding and killing me. Such a wise head on young shoulders.
I do question why I'm putting myself through this. I can see the attraction in in, but don't necessarily share it.
Okay lets play a little game. I'm going to give you 2 excerpts from a conversation I overheard and you have to guess which nationality the person in question is.
1st
Mystery Guest - "so what will the temperature of the water be"
Skipper - "About 19 degrees celsius"
Mystery Guest - "I have no idea what that means"
2nd
Mystery Guest - "Wales? Is that the place that is surrounded by water"
As for the diving. I had a slight wobble on the first dive. I got to about 3 metres and felt very strange so headed back up. Fortunately Ty (instructor) came to the top with me we had a chat and he got me to look down and see the world beneath. When I got to the bottom (12 metres down) he handed me a sea urchin and it felt good to be down there. A magical experience. We were down for around 30 minutes and it was very cool. I was happier with the whole situation, but I really have to work hard to overcome all my natural instincts. It just doesn't feel normal.
On the second dive all was going swimmingly until I started sucking in water through my regulator and gradually my lungs began to fill with water 15 metres below the surface. I tried to work through the problem methodically, but when Ty gave me the sign to see if I was alright, human instinct took over and I gave the sign that I was going to the surface, forgetting everything that I had been taught in the process. Basically I totally freaked out. I spat my regulator out on at least 2 occassions and went the last few metres sucking in water. Ty was struggling to keep up and he was pulling at my fin tips before eventually working his way up my body, squeezing me and purging my regulator. My immediate thought was that he was trying to keep me under and that was the last place I wanted to be. In actual fact he was trying to make sure that I didn't ascend too quickly and trying to prevent my lungs from over expanding and killing me. Such a wise head on young shoulders.
I do question why I'm putting myself through this. I can see the attraction in in, but don't necessarily share it.
The Years Best (Actual) Headlines of 2003
1. Crack Found on Governors Daughter
2. Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says
3. Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers
4. Iraqi Head Seeks Arms
5. Is There a Ring of Debris around Uranus?
6. Prostitutes Appeal to Pope
7. Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over
8. Teacher Strikes Idle Kids
9. Miners Refuse to Work after Death
10. Juvenile Court to Try Shooting Defendant
11. War Dims Hope for Peace
12. If Strike Isn't Settled Quickly, It May Last Awhile
13. Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures
14 Enfield Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide
15. Red Tape Holds Up New Bridges
16. Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead
17. Man Struck By Lightning Faces Battery Charge
18. New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group
19. Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft
20. Kids Make Nutritious Snacks
21. Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half
22. Hospitals are Sued by 7 Foot Doctors
1. Crack Found on Governors Daughter
2. Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says
3. Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers
4. Iraqi Head Seeks Arms
5. Is There a Ring of Debris around Uranus?
6. Prostitutes Appeal to Pope
7. Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over
8. Teacher Strikes Idle Kids
9. Miners Refuse to Work after Death
10. Juvenile Court to Try Shooting Defendant
11. War Dims Hope for Peace
12. If Strike Isn't Settled Quickly, It May Last Awhile
13. Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures
14 Enfield Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide
15. Red Tape Holds Up New Bridges
16. Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead
17. Man Struck By Lightning Faces Battery Charge
18. New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group
19. Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft
20. Kids Make Nutritious Snacks
21. Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half
22. Hospitals are Sued by 7 Foot Doctors
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Tuesday 6th April 2004, Day 206/366 - Paihia, New Zealand
Beautiful morning in the Bay of Islands and Day 2 of the dive course. Learnt and practised more skills in the classroom and pool. Eventually cracked the having to take your mask off under water and not breathing in through your nose (not good) thing. But then you are talking to a guy who can't even jump in a pool without holding his nose. Maybe I'm not cut out for diving. Still it's out to sea tomorrow. Apparently going to 12m. Don't worry Mum I'll be fine.
Pre Dive meal. I'd already eaten half of it.
Beautiful morning in the Bay of Islands and Day 2 of the dive course. Learnt and practised more skills in the classroom and pool. Eventually cracked the having to take your mask off under water and not breathing in through your nose (not good) thing. But then you are talking to a guy who can't even jump in a pool without holding his nose. Maybe I'm not cut out for diving. Still it's out to sea tomorrow. Apparently going to 12m. Don't worry Mum I'll be fine.
Monday 5th April 2004, Day 205/366 - Auckland, New Zealand to Paihia, New Zealand
Went to watch the 'Perfect Score' last night. It set of on the right tack kind of ridiculing the American school structure. You've gotta feel sorry for the kids. I really thought the film was going somewhere, but in the end they had to put in the good morale and the love stories. Spoilt it for me. I did finally get the whole relationship which is a bonus. That probably sounds funny coming from someone who's been married.
I heard in the car today that the boss of Ikea has overtaken Bill Gates as the world richest man.
I took the 250 kms drive north towards the Bay of Islands. It was an overcast morning and there were plenty of roadworks, but as I got to Paihia the world brightened up.
I checked into the YHA and walked down to the dive shop to enquire about doing a dive course. Well they were all for putting me on next Monday's course when I mentioned Stan's name they had me on the course that already started today. The 4 day course costs $600 and afterwards you become a PADI open water diver and able to dive up to 18 metres. Should make the Barrier Reef even nicer. Had to have a medical, apparently I've got great lungs. Then spent the morning in the classroom and the afternoon in the pool. Not quite what I expected to be doing today, but cest la vie.
In the evening I met the mighty Briggsy again and we had some dinner and a catch up. In fact I think we bored the hell out of each other, but the Spag Bol and beer was great.
Went to watch the 'Perfect Score' last night. It set of on the right tack kind of ridiculing the American school structure. You've gotta feel sorry for the kids. I really thought the film was going somewhere, but in the end they had to put in the good morale and the love stories. Spoilt it for me. I did finally get the whole relationship which is a bonus. That probably sounds funny coming from someone who's been married.
I heard in the car today that the boss of Ikea has overtaken Bill Gates as the world richest man.
I took the 250 kms drive north towards the Bay of Islands. It was an overcast morning and there were plenty of roadworks, but as I got to Paihia the world brightened up.
I checked into the YHA and walked down to the dive shop to enquire about doing a dive course. Well they were all for putting me on next Monday's course when I mentioned Stan's name they had me on the course that already started today. The 4 day course costs $600 and afterwards you become a PADI open water diver and able to dive up to 18 metres. Should make the Barrier Reef even nicer. Had to have a medical, apparently I've got great lungs. Then spent the morning in the classroom and the afternoon in the pool. Not quite what I expected to be doing today, but cest la vie.
In the evening I met the mighty Briggsy again and we had some dinner and a catch up. In fact I think we bored the hell out of each other, but the Spag Bol and beer was great.
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Sunday 4th April 2004, Day 204/366 - New Plymouth, New Zealand to Auckland, New Zealand
Back on form again now. I think a lot of the problem was staying in the big hostels. The hostel in New Plymouth was small and homely and the cleintelle a little older.
It's a lovely drive from New Plymouth to Hamilton through the Hurangi Range. The drive from Hamilton to Auckland however leaves a lot to be desired. Too much traffic and I can't help but that it wouldn't have been a great introduction to New Zealand. Maybe I was spoilt by starting in Christchurch.
There was a bit of excitement on the Highway when a guy towing a trailer got a wobble on, did a 180 before planting himself in a bush. He was alright, just another Kiwi adrenalin junky looking for a new way to cack his dacks. I was impressed by the 20 or so cars that immediately pulled on to the Hard shoulder and went running to check on the Guy. Of course they almost caused a multiple pile up in the process.
Auckland was something of nothing really. Just a big city without an impressive sky line. I checked into the YHA and then walked to Eden Park to watch the Super 12 egg chasing. Come on guys give me a break. It's been nearly 2 months since my last sporting event (the pro bowl). Maybe that's why I've been so down recently. That explains so much.
My only photo from Auckland.
The Super 12 is a competition between 5 Kiwi teams, 4 austrailian and 3 South Africans. The Kiwi teams have dominated the competition winning it 7 out of the 8 times it's been played. The stadium had kinda been cobbled together, like most of NZ's stadiums they also play cricket here. When I was queuing for a ticket some kindly soul obviously saw the desperation in my eyes and gave me her complimentary ticket. I've been very lucky with that.
IT was good to be at a game where the PA didn't have to hype up the crowd. The game does that 4 you. That's how sport should be. The Auckland Blues beat the Waratahs from Sydney 22 - 17. It was good to see a few hits and a couple of quality tries.
Blues v Warratahs Super 12 Egg Chasing.
Gonna check out the delights of Auckland now.
Back on form again now. I think a lot of the problem was staying in the big hostels. The hostel in New Plymouth was small and homely and the cleintelle a little older.
It's a lovely drive from New Plymouth to Hamilton through the Hurangi Range. The drive from Hamilton to Auckland however leaves a lot to be desired. Too much traffic and I can't help but that it wouldn't have been a great introduction to New Zealand. Maybe I was spoilt by starting in Christchurch.
There was a bit of excitement on the Highway when a guy towing a trailer got a wobble on, did a 180 before planting himself in a bush. He was alright, just another Kiwi adrenalin junky looking for a new way to cack his dacks. I was impressed by the 20 or so cars that immediately pulled on to the Hard shoulder and went running to check on the Guy. Of course they almost caused a multiple pile up in the process.
Auckland was something of nothing really. Just a big city without an impressive sky line. I checked into the YHA and then walked to Eden Park to watch the Super 12 egg chasing. Come on guys give me a break. It's been nearly 2 months since my last sporting event (the pro bowl). Maybe that's why I've been so down recently. That explains so much.
The Super 12 is a competition between 5 Kiwi teams, 4 austrailian and 3 South Africans. The Kiwi teams have dominated the competition winning it 7 out of the 8 times it's been played. The stadium had kinda been cobbled together, like most of NZ's stadiums they also play cricket here. When I was queuing for a ticket some kindly soul obviously saw the desperation in my eyes and gave me her complimentary ticket. I've been very lucky with that.
IT was good to be at a game where the PA didn't have to hype up the crowd. The game does that 4 you. That's how sport should be. The Auckland Blues beat the Waratahs from Sydney 22 - 17. It was good to see a few hits and a couple of quality tries.
Gonna check out the delights of Auckland now.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
Saturday 3rd April 2004, Day 203/366 - Wellington, New Zealand to New Plymouth
Sorry had my .................... thoughtful head on yesterday and I am okay. I just couldn't be bothered with all the hassle of talking to people. Going to the Smiths gig helped no end. What is it about lyrics like 'Girlfriend in a Coma', 'Heaven knows I'm miserable now', 'Strangeways here we come'. 'The Queen is Dead', 'Hang the DJ', 'Shoplifeter of the world unite and take over', 'If a ten ton truck crashes in to us, to die by your side, well the pleasure the privilege is mine' and of course 'Sweetness I was joking when I said you should be bludgeoned in your bed' that cheers me up. It helped that they finished with my fave song 'London'. They weren't as good as the real thing, but as good as you'll get at this stage. They had worked hard and got the songs and the mannerisms down to a tee.
Woke up early again and hit the road to New Plymouth. Not good to wake up early after having a skinful of beer, too little sleep and a dodgy curry. I'm not really going to miss Wellington. It's lacking a certain....... well it's lacking pretty much everything . Best thing I can say about it, is that it's where you catch the ferry to the South Island.
I stopped off in Wanganui which was a small, quiet, locals town. It was nice enough but dead on a Saturday. I carried on up to Hawera and then round the Surf Highway which takes you around the base of Mount Taranaki, which rises out of the earth like a giant pimple. I had a quick stop in Opunake 'Home of the famous surf', but the surf wasn't at home or at least there was no one out there surfing.
When I got to the hostel all I wanted to do was crash on my bed and endure a hangover, but no I have to wait 4 hours for reception to open at 17.00.
Why do sheep scarper when you toot the horn, but cows stand still? Are they deaf to certain tone?
Sorry had my .................... thoughtful head on yesterday and I am okay. I just couldn't be bothered with all the hassle of talking to people. Going to the Smiths gig helped no end. What is it about lyrics like 'Girlfriend in a Coma', 'Heaven knows I'm miserable now', 'Strangeways here we come'. 'The Queen is Dead', 'Hang the DJ', 'Shoplifeter of the world unite and take over', 'If a ten ton truck crashes in to us, to die by your side, well the pleasure the privilege is mine' and of course 'Sweetness I was joking when I said you should be bludgeoned in your bed' that cheers me up. It helped that they finished with my fave song 'London'. They weren't as good as the real thing, but as good as you'll get at this stage. They had worked hard and got the songs and the mannerisms down to a tee.
Woke up early again and hit the road to New Plymouth. Not good to wake up early after having a skinful of beer, too little sleep and a dodgy curry. I'm not really going to miss Wellington. It's lacking a certain....... well it's lacking pretty much everything . Best thing I can say about it, is that it's where you catch the ferry to the South Island.
I stopped off in Wanganui which was a small, quiet, locals town. It was nice enough but dead on a Saturday. I carried on up to Hawera and then round the Surf Highway which takes you around the base of Mount Taranaki, which rises out of the earth like a giant pimple. I had a quick stop in Opunake 'Home of the famous surf', but the surf wasn't at home or at least there was no one out there surfing.
When I got to the hostel all I wanted to do was crash on my bed and endure a hangover, but no I have to wait 4 hours for reception to open at 17.00.
Why do sheep scarper when you toot the horn, but cows stand still? Are they deaf to certain tone?
Thursday, April 01, 2004
Friday 2nd April 2004, Day 202/366 - Wellington, New Zealand.
Its really hard for the last week I've tried to keep myself active so I don't spend too much time thinking about a certain issue. It's been very tiring, but I've been able to answer some questions that I've never even asked myself before. It may sound strange but I've never actually sat down and asked myself like 'What sort of person am i?' and 'What do I like?'. To be honest the certain issue keeps rearing it's ugly head when my mind begins to wander and I can't help but feel a tinge of sorrow, regret and hurt even though I know it's all for the best. The answer to what to do for the best from here still eludes me.
I find myself not making an effort to talk to people again and not because I've got no self confidence this time. I guess it's just a defence mechanism.
Eventually got my refund back for the ferry. Not bad considering I had no documents and they spelt my name REED on the booking. The guy couldn't have been more helpful. I can't help but think that in England they would have told me where to go.
Went and watched 'The Passion of the Christ'. Still a bit confused about the whole religion thing, but the film kept my interest the whole time. Poor Guy. I wonder if it was true, but I guess that depends on your belief's. Go and see it and make your own mind up.
Very excited about the Smiths gig tonight. www.salfordladsclub.com I first got into the Smiths when I was at school when there depressing music seemed to reflect my moods of the time. I'm no music guru by any stretch of the imagination, but with Morrissey's lyrics and the guitar of Johnny Marr I just loved everything that they did. I don't tend to like certain bands, I'm more of a favorite songs person. I didn't listen to the Smiths for years after I left school, but I did bring a compilation with me for old times sake.
Its really hard for the last week I've tried to keep myself active so I don't spend too much time thinking about a certain issue. It's been very tiring, but I've been able to answer some questions that I've never even asked myself before. It may sound strange but I've never actually sat down and asked myself like 'What sort of person am i?' and 'What do I like?'. To be honest the certain issue keeps rearing it's ugly head when my mind begins to wander and I can't help but feel a tinge of sorrow, regret and hurt even though I know it's all for the best. The answer to what to do for the best from here still eludes me.
I find myself not making an effort to talk to people again and not because I've got no self confidence this time. I guess it's just a defence mechanism.
Eventually got my refund back for the ferry. Not bad considering I had no documents and they spelt my name REED on the booking. The guy couldn't have been more helpful. I can't help but think that in England they would have told me where to go.
Went and watched 'The Passion of the Christ'. Still a bit confused about the whole religion thing, but the film kept my interest the whole time. Poor Guy. I wonder if it was true, but I guess that depends on your belief's. Go and see it and make your own mind up.
Very excited about the Smiths gig tonight. www.salfordladsclub.com I first got into the Smiths when I was at school when there depressing music seemed to reflect my moods of the time. I'm no music guru by any stretch of the imagination, but with Morrissey's lyrics and the guitar of Johnny Marr I just loved everything that they did. I don't tend to like certain bands, I'm more of a favorite songs person. I didn't listen to the Smiths for years after I left school, but I did bring a compilation with me for old times sake.
Thursday 1st April 2004, Day 201/366 - Napier, New Zealand to Wellington.
The real posting.
Took a scenic drive that Bob the Hostel Manager had suggested. It followed the Tukituki river south and down to Ocean Beach then on to Waimarama. On the loop back you go to the top of Te Mata Peak where you get a breathtaking 360 degree view for as far as the eye can see in all directions.
Then it was back on the road again for the 300 kms drive to Wellington. I'm getting so bored of this solo driving. The tapes I bought are really monotonous and I can't find any radio stations. To my mind there also aren't enough hitchhikers to pick up. I can't find any.
Wellington feels like a big city with lots of traffic and confusing one way systems. In reality it has half the population of Christchurch and also half the character and charm. It is however the nations capital. Once I got out and had a walk around I started to like the place. It had a certain buzz to it although it felt along way from the New Zealand that I'd come to know and love.
Saw a couple of cracking signs today. Firstly 'Warning pickpockets and loose women' on a sign to a bar. Secondly 'I'm here now what were your other 2 wishes?'
I bought some dental floss. See I do listen. Apex Car rental was closed. I'll get the buggers tomorrow to get my ferry refund. Bought a ticket to a Smiths tribute band gig. I'm very excited about it as I've never been to a gig before. Finished the evening by going to watch 'Aragorn's' new movie 'Hidalgo' and you know what, it was bloody awful.
The real posting.
Took a scenic drive that Bob the Hostel Manager had suggested. It followed the Tukituki river south and down to Ocean Beach then on to Waimarama. On the loop back you go to the top of Te Mata Peak where you get a breathtaking 360 degree view for as far as the eye can see in all directions.
Then it was back on the road again for the 300 kms drive to Wellington. I'm getting so bored of this solo driving. The tapes I bought are really monotonous and I can't find any radio stations. To my mind there also aren't enough hitchhikers to pick up. I can't find any.
Wellington feels like a big city with lots of traffic and confusing one way systems. In reality it has half the population of Christchurch and also half the character and charm. It is however the nations capital. Once I got out and had a walk around I started to like the place. It had a certain buzz to it although it felt along way from the New Zealand that I'd come to know and love.
Saw a couple of cracking signs today. Firstly 'Warning pickpockets and loose women' on a sign to a bar. Secondly 'I'm here now what were your other 2 wishes?'
I bought some dental floss. See I do listen. Apex Car rental was closed. I'll get the buggers tomorrow to get my ferry refund. Bought a ticket to a Smiths tribute band gig. I'm very excited about it as I've never been to a gig before. Finished the evening by going to watch 'Aragorn's' new movie 'Hidalgo' and you know what, it was bloody awful.
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