Photos – https://photos.app.goo.gl/bd5x29KAAajdRf678
Kia Ora – that’s “hello” in the native Maori language.
Captain James Cook discovered NZ in 1769 and by 1840 the Maori signed a treaty
with the English. Thinking I was going to a country with only one language, I
was surprised at the resurgence of their native language, Maori. Signage,
greetings, exhibits and some announcements were in Maori. While the indigenous
and the settlers have all inter-bred and it would be difficult to find a “pure”
Maori, the government is in the process of returning some of the land to the
Maori. That seems to go along with the easy-going nature of the Kiwi’s. What a
pleasant population, so kind and helpful. Although, I still don’t understand
why they are called Kiwi’s. A kiwi is a nocturnal bird, rarely seen (I saw one
in a shelter), boring brown, the size of a chicken, has poor eyesight and is
single minded (food).
With 33
days to explore NZ, I planned my trip to ride a rental trail bike on many of
those days. Hiking in NZ is called “tramping” which a huge number of tourists
come here to do some of their “Great Walks”.
A third of their country is protected parks and reserves. I came to ride
some of their “22 Great Rides”
(https://nzcycletrail.com/find-your-ride/22-great-rides/) along with mountain
bike parks. Total gravel miles ridden were 325.
Flying into Auckland, my mode of travel was on an Inter-city bus pass.
Spending 54 hours on a bus over 33 days was enjoyable, scenic, relaxing and
productive. The buses had Wi-Fi and I was surrounded by tourists of all
nationalities. Germans, by far, were the most prolific.
NZ, the size of Colorado, has a
population of 4.8M and tourists of 3.5M. Auckland has a pop of 1.6M which is
more than the entire South Island. Their charismatic, and young at 37, prime
minister is Jacinda Ardern whom I first saw, and loved, when interviewed by
Steven Colbert. Later, Colbert filmed a show of his travels in NZ along with a
bar-b-que in Jacinda’s home. Jacinda is thought to be the beginning of a global
political shift as young, socially progressive, feminist passionate about
climate change. NZ today places great emphasis on conservation, recycling and
environment.
NZ, an island bounded by the
Pacific Ocean and Tasman sea, sits on a fault line of two tectonic plates
(Australian and Pacific) and averages 1,000 earthquakes per year (usually not
noticeable) and an active thermal, volcanic region on the north island. The
“wild west” coast of the South Island gets an average 270 days of rainfall
resulting in stunning rainforests with the grandeur of the southern alps in the
background. Weather can be over-whelming although I was quite fortunate to have
dry skies all but two days of my trip.
Starting in Auckland, my first
adventure was a 2-hour sail on the NZ sailboat that raced in the America’s Cup
in 2007. Requiring a crew of 17 to sail the boat, tourists were required to
participate which meant “grinding” the winches to raise and lower the sails. I
even got a turn at sailing the boat.
Pahia, four hours north of Auckland
is the warmer weather and summer beach activities. My pastime was mountain
biking in the lovely pine forest called Waitangi trails and trail riding on the
Twin Coast, one of their “22 Great Rides”. Just like NZ cars drive on the left
side of the road, so do bikes, whether on roads or trails. Likewise, you pass
to the right. But would you believe they reverse the brake levers? The rear
brake is in your left hand.
South of Auckland is the most
dynamic geo-thermal, volcanic region. Yes, I avoided the disastrous White
Island, now closed to tourists. Next stop, Rotorua. Cycling the area, with the
sulfurous “rotten egg” smell and steam coming off pools of water. This “Great
Ride” was the Te Ara Ahi thermal trail. Even more fun was a day mountain biking
in the Redwood forest with the 99-year-old redwoods and tree-size ferns.
Between rides, I stopped at the “secret place” for a Shinny dip. For the price
of a drink from their café was a free soak of feet and shins in the hot,
healing mineral water from the springs. Optionally, soak in one of dozen full-size
hot tubs.
Next thermal region was Taupo, with
the largest lake in NZ, Lake Taupo (the size of Singapore). Here was my 24-mile
ride to Huka Falls and Aratiatia rapids. Timing was perfect to view two
kayakers navigate successfully through treacherous Huka Falls, class five. On a
more sedate note, was my accidental visit to the Cat Café. Who knew? For $6 you
can rejuvenate by petting cats while sipping coffee and chilling in one of two
massage chairs.
Next up, Windy Wellington, a
well-earned reputation. One evening it felt as if the wind was propelling me
down the street. Wellington is a clean, compact city center on the water and is
also their capital. Their National Museum kept my attention for hours which, is
a bit unusual for my attention span. While I thought the Maori’s had excessive
tattooing, it was far surpassed by the photo exhibit of the Samoan’s tattooing
custom. One tattoo design for men (Pe’a) and one design for women (Malo).
Learning about the immigrants coming to NZ in the 1800’s from the U.K. was
moving. Having learned the horrid conditions of sailing in the steerage section
of rickety boats was endured to escape from very difficult lives in the U.K.
whether it was the potato famine or other horrid conditions of no food or
money. Educational was the exhibit (under the museum) of shock absorbers placed
under large buildings so the inflexible concrete and steel buildings can sway
during earthquakes. Most houses are wood frame which by nature are more
flexible during a quake.
Dreading the often-turbulent
three-hour ferry crossing from Wellington to the South Island, the Cook Strait
is regarded as one of the most treacherous and unpredictable waters in the
world. The strait funnels westerly winds and deflects them into northerlies. I
had the good fortune of a calm day.
Next up was a scenic bus ride down
the east coast stopping in Kaikoura and Christchurch. Kaikoura is on the
Pacific Ocean and major destination for whale watching along with dolphins and
seals. Going out 17 miles on a jet boat whale watch tour, we found a sperm
whale. It was a rollicking ride for the 48 tourists, with an ample supply of
sick bags needed by ~10 tourists. Typical surface time for a sperm whale is 15
minutes, followed by 45 minutes underwater. The sperm whale is thought to be
the world’s loudest animal at 230 decibels, using its sonar to locate, stun
and/or kill its prey. Inside the sperm whale’s head is 2 ½ tons of oil, once
thought to be sperm. Now protected, in the past, this oil has been used in
Rolls Royce engines and early Apollo space missions. Next on the agenda was two
hours sea kayaking to view the seals. A rollicking trip, riding the afternoon
swells.
Continuing down the east coast,
next stop, Christchurch, a city badly devastated by earthquakes in 2010 and 2011.
Eighty percent of the city center buildings had to be demolished. A decade
later, the debate finally ended with a decision to rebuild their Gothic
cathedral at a cost of $100M and ten years. Fortunately, their Botanical
Gardens survived. While enjoying the floral displays, I was most captivated by
their massive, exotic trees unlike any we have in the U.S.
The Transalpine train from
Christchurch, over the southern alps, is one of the world’s most famous, and
scenic, train rides. The front car is open air, standing room, allowing photos
to your heart’s content. A short stop, on the four-hour ride, at scenic
Arthur’s Pass to drop off hikers allows us to take in the fresh hour and more
photos of the mountain grandeur.
Arriving on the sparsely populated
(50k) west coast and staying in the villages of Greymouth and Hokitika, on the
Tasman Sea, I cycle the 84-mile Wilderness Trail. Gravel roads take me thru the
exotic rain forest, along lakes, canals and beaches. The Wilderness Trail is my
favorite of my sampling of their “Great 22 Rides”.
Here, I viewed the NZ glow worm,
found in dark caves or rock enclosures. The visual is glowing, green dots. The
glow worm is a luminescent larva, lasting 6 – 9 months. Once born into an
adult, it only survives three days since it has no mouth. Doesn’t that sound
like a cruel Grimm’s Fairy tale?
Large discoveries of jade occurred
on the West coast. With no roads in this wild area, helicopters were used to
retrieve the boulders of jade. Thus, causing the opening of a jade factory in
Hokitika to cut and polish the jade into jewelry, etc.
Continuing down the West coast,
along the Tasman Sea, was the highlight of the trip, a helicopter ride for a
two-hour hike on the Franz Josef glacier. Having seen a lot thus far in my life
(40 countries) this hike was one of the most exhilarating in years. Donning
crampons, our group of twelve clambered over ice hills, thru tunnels and mazes.
Remember the horrid fires in Australia? The ash landed on the glaciers, first
turning the ice pink. But now, after rain and run-off, much of the ice is a
dingy gray.
The guides must change the route
daily as Franz Josef is the world’s fastest moving glacier, up to 27” per day.
Cracks appear, slippage occurs and re-routes are required. Due to the wild west
weather, helicopter flights are full and are often cancelled. Expecting that, I
showed up two hours ahead of my appointment and talked my way onto the last
flight of the day. On average, once a year, tourists get stranded on the
glacier when wind kicks up unexpectedly and the helicopter taxis are grounded.
Tents and winter gear are stored on the glacier for such emergencies. Speaking
of helicopters, the school children had a few weeks of traveling to school via
helicopter when torrential rains washed out the bridge on their single highway.
Speaking of rain, I leave the West
coast a day early due to a down-graded cyclone (hurricane) arriving. The bus
driver was happy to make it over the Alps before high winds may close the roads
with downed trees and washed up driftwood. We succeeded with an uneventful, but
wet, journey thru the Haast Pass to the dry, brown east-side of the Alps.
Three nights in the ski resort town
of Lake Wanaka gave me the opportunity to explore the single-track trails along
the glacier dug lake.
Queenstown is known as the NZ
Adventure Capital. Their ski mountain, and gondola, has been multi-tasked with
downhill mountain biking, bungy jumping, luge, tramping, zip line and
paragliding. I rented a Specialized Stump Jumper, like mine at home, to do
three runs down the mountain, along with three luge runs. Their lake is a
smorgasbord of motor activities and the wharf buzzes with buskers, bars and
restaurants.
A detour in my plans occurred when
the only road into Milford Sounds was washed out by torrential rains and slips
(landslides). Seventy tourists unexpectedly spent the night in the Sound and
were rescued by helicopter the following day. I detour for two nights to Twizel
(pop 1500) which sits near the base of Mt Cook, NZ’s tallest mountain at
12,000’. The bus tales me thru a third major mountain pass, Lindis Pass.
Lindis, on the dry east side of the Alps more resembles a brown, mountainous
moonscape. I spend a beautiful, sunny day cycling a portion of the six-day Alps
to Ocean cycle trail, another of the “22 Great Rides”.
One of the many joys of travel is
experiencing the food. NZ has a huge influence of Asian and Indian food (close
neighbors). Venison, lamb and fish (salmon is farmed) is plentiful. NZ distills
a variety of gins. Gluten free choices is available with the most common, and
my favorite G-F dessert being an orange, almond and cardamom pastry.
Sheep is plentiful but, not as much
so as in prior years due to lower prices and new fabric choices. Merino wool
feels luxurious and, little can you discern that Merino wool is now mixed with
the fur of a NZ possum. Yes, a possum. See photos. This wild possum was
introduced into their wild and is very much a varmint, as is the wallaby
brought over from Australia that is devouring NZ foliage.
Is NZ worth the drudgery of the 24-hour travel
time? Yes, with Ambien! Just stay longer to get more “bang for your buck”. I
left many stones unturned and adventures not experienced, even after five
weeks. Don’t wait, GO!
No comments:
Post a Comment