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Friday, January 6, 2012

Across the country in a day

First it's important for me to show off my $5 gumboots that I bought at the op shop in Wanaka. Happy that I haven't spent all our money on extravagant things up until now.

We've been blessed with sunny skies and starry nights for so long, the moon is now our friend, for lighting the path now at night. We went into a cavern up on the northern west coast and I discovered it's not as scary to go caving at night compared to the day time.Third, it's so great to see signs on the roads warning us to watch out for penguins. I'm hoping the penguin conservation movement must be doing at least a little better with the movies that have come out such as "Happy Feet" or "March of the Penguins". There was a lot of literature about how to help the penguins out. Apparently they find roosts underneath people's beach baches. As an owner you aren't supposed to chase them out. Just like if a New Zealand Falcon attacks you because you are too close to their nest or young, you're not supposed to hit it with a stick (they are endangered).

This morning the fishery patrol was out at Gore Bay. Lots of people looking for Paua I guess and some harvesting being done smaller than 125cm. So he made them throw them back into the ocean. Commercial harvesters were out there too really working hard, but they have different limits than the public. These guys have a tough job walking the beach on a sunny warm day like today.Here is evidence I have mobility in my left arm now that the first 4-5 week time frame has passed. And with the help of all the lovely physiotherapists I've met (met the fourth one yesterday who happened to be Martin's wife) I have exercises and things to do to bring the range of motion, flexibility, and strength back. At least until the point it hurts. We met a fellow in the bike store where we found a bike box for bringing our bikes home that had broken his clavicle THREE times. Guess he was quite the road racer in his day. He's always wanted to make a t-shirt with a broken clavicle image with the words "Broken Clavicle Club". I told him if he did, that I would support him by buying one.

And lastly, what's the deal with "Australian owned" Canadian Maple Syrup? Do Canadians know this is happening to their country? "Doesn't make anymore sense than Canadian owned Kangaroos," Mark says.We drove across the country yesterday from the west to east, I suppose cause we are mentally getting ready to head back to North America. Laying on the beach or hiking up a hill didn't really appeal to either of us when we've got errands to do and packing up in the back of our minds. We've been able to see so much more of the South Island while driving with four wheels, our minds need to catch up with where our bodies have been. We are in Christchurch now and hope to see some of the sights tomorrow as well. Downtown has big vacant lots now and a shopping mall built out of shipping containers. They get to reinvent their architecture now and try to shore up better what is left standing, as the quakes keep coming it seems.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Last days of summer

Ice  cream cones and swimming holes on tap today.  We decided to head to the east coast with the idea of visiting Kaikoura.  We will find dolphins for Mark so he can jump in the ocean to see if he can swim with some.

Watch out for freedom campers!



We met up with some Deutche friends from Wellington yesterday in Punakaiki, and we are both clean today and using toilets. Honesty. Martin plays with an orchestra and is on vacation with his wife and three kids. We met him and his son at Mt. Tongariro a couple months ago.

For a 29 billion dollar tourist industry, you would think that communities here would make it a bit cheaper for tourists to visit their localities and complain less about the "freedom campers", but I guess some of them are really BAD campers. I think too that it's forgotten that a lot of the citizens of New Zealand "freedom camp" and have been doing so for ALL their lives and to have camping restrictions imposed on them must be very difficult. It's not like most people living here are rolling around in the dough, from what I can tell the economic situation is challenging for a lot of people and their families. Everyone works so hard, and some people work several jobs. They can't afford the pricey campgrounds either.

Most districts have free toilets but I've seen some that cost money... And for those tourists who camp, without a DOC site, it's quite expensive - usually $20 a person to camp in holiday parks. No wonder people want to "freedom camp", especially if they are renting a van as well for 60$-100$ per day. Seems most want to spend their money on bungy jumping, diving out of airplanes, taking tours of wildlife or spending the next year on the road travelling.

It is true that one of the things that we are grateful in New Zealand is that there is not much to report on except for the problems with freedom camping... no mass murders, no wars, no more recent environmental catastrophes and other serious news stories. But Mark and I do kinda wish that we came to New Zealand earlier in time when there wasn't as many tourists mucking it up for everyone else...

This is what the headline was in yesterdays paper published in Greymouth!
Big news headline in the Greymouth newspaper yesterday...


Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Mark's mark

We've been having a lovely time driving north on the West  Coast, it's nicer this time around having range of motion in my left shoulder and no codeine on board...  We found a collection of quartz rocks on Bruce's Bay where tourists leave their mark and pay homage to their visit and the beautiful land of the long white cloud, Aotearoa.

Monday, January 2, 2012

Aspiring, French Ridge, and Liverpool huts

For the last three nights we've been up in Mt. Aspiring national park. We stayed in the Aspiring hut on New Year's eve with about 40 other people. Not too many partiers in the bunch, most people went to sleep early, but most also got up at 6 in the morning and made no attempt to be quiet packing up to head out up the trail. We set off for French Ridge hut and made good time to the hut - we were there by noon. Lots of pretty mountains and glaciers to look at from the hut. Then we headed down to cross the river and back up the other side to Liverpool hut. This one is much smaller and cozier; the ten people in it for the night was a full house.  The bonus was great company and funny storytelling that made Ciel laugh so hard that she was crying.  The gods work fine after climbing that last big hill because she also received a private consult from a physiotherapist who was tramping with her husband and girlfriends. This morning we trudged back down and out to the car. Now we're at the campground in Albert town, just outside Wanaka. It's much different here- cars and motorhomes and trees rather than high mountains and glaciers.
-mark.