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Takaka, New Year 2010 and “dead” bodies in the trunk

We met a lot of great people in Takaka. We all drove to the beach to celebrate 2010. Sitting around the fire, clinked glasses at midnight and drove back to jump in the spa. Because some people left thze beach earlier, there was not enough space for seven people in one car. So we (Shanti and me) jumped in the trunk and were laying there like two mafia victims, rolled up and squeezed. Shanti played some chords on her harmonica.”yeah”

There is nothing like morbid charm.

(I wanted to do this since I was a kid. Now I can delete it from my things-I-wanna-do-list.)

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Golden Bay

This landscape is famed for its limestone hills and some of the biggest cave systems of the southern hemisphere. Long time ago it was named “Murderers Bay” by Abel Tasman, who sailed here for the first time in December 1642. The day ended tragically. Maori killed 4 sailors on the long-boat. Abel Tasman named the Bay and sailed away without movng a single foot on land. The bay got rid of its name in the first days of  goldrush.

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Farewell Spit

Over the hills on curvy roads with beautiful Valleys towards Golden Bay to Farewell Spit, the northest top of south island. This dune is 4,2 km long and a nature protected area for mudflat-, sea- and migrant birds. If you’re lucky you can see sealions and whales. Cape Farewell offered us the best place to sleep there, which we shared with sheeps and black bulls. It was full moon and the view of the sea with its big waves, the rocks, rinsed from wind and weather and the silver stripe of the moon on the surface was stunning.

Next day we went for a coffe and started a walk to Farewell Spit. Sand, dunes, sea and wonderful changeing light. Gale-forced winds dominated the dunes, that we got sandblasted. “lol” And because there was sand everywhere, even in my pant…, I made a sandangel. To make it short: The walk through the dunes was like in one of the stories of 1000 and 1 night. I could feel how much energy is in this place and waits to release a part of it. So I took a big portion of it.

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From Nelson further on to northwest

We didn’t stay very long in Nelson. Just checking the internet. We found a good place near Richmond to stay over night. Behind a Woodfactory. Very spooky. Anyway good sleep and because next day was a holiday we couldn’t expect any machines or workers who could might wake us up on the next day. Wrong thought. The security guy knocked on the window next morning. He just grined and told us we could continue sleeping, just wants to know who was sleeping in the car. No way. We left this place as quick as possible.

On the way to Golden Bay we took a side road to Upper Moutere. This town was once the german-lutherian village Sarau. (German Thombstones). Here stands also the oldest pub of NZ. So we drank a beer there. Vicky, a woman of this village joined us and after a little bit chatting she offered us a bed and a shower. Great.

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wrecks and pancakes

There is a wreck in Hokitika, who reminds of the dangerous gateway to the riverport. The town is famous for its greenstone carvings.

Passing Shantitown, an old golddigging village to Paparoa Nationalpark. A short walk in the rainforest leads us to the pancakerocks. It was raining cats and dogs, which made it really difficult for us to shoot pictures. Still the Maorigods couldn’t spoil the view for us. The rocks really live up to their name, just the maple sirup was missing.

For know-it-alls: 30 mio. years ago tectonic changes raised up the sea bottom out of water and wind and weather washed out the water soluble lime of the rocks and left clay as broad belts.

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Unintentionaly part of the Christmasstory

Tita and me weren’t  in the spirit of christmas at all. It was so much the better we got part of the christmas story exactly on the 24th of December. We were surching for an opportunity to get a shower. Two locations sent us away, the third one except …”because its christmas day…”. We really felt like Mary and Joseph looking for a hostel.

And afterwards we hit the Beach again, where we met Jesus and together with 3 other travellers celebrating Christmas with campfire, BBQ, wine and the sea.

Next day: We just lay the whole day like stranded whales and I got a really nice sunburn on my nose.

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Westland Nationalpark

The drive through the NP cannot almost be described. Both glaciers (Fox & Franz Josef) are just a short way away from each other. The two blue-white glacier tongues are tausends of years old and flow from the mountaintop close to the deep green rainforest, where they end (300m sealevel!).

In the west lowland at the coast of Tasman Sea between Gillespies Beach und Okarito, in the east the abrupt rise of the icy mountains. Next to them frosty lakes, terrific gorges and thunderous waterfalls … and by the way annoying sandflys.

Along the northwest flank of MT Cook there is the 11km long Franz Josef Glacier. Named after the austrian emperor from the german geologist Haast in the year 1865. And on that we walked up. I just can say “WOW”, Amazing! We went through giant ice walls, slip through icegullys and jumped over crevasses. Yeah!

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Sandflys, I love those little bastards!!

We woke up in the morning of 23.12., because it was too hot in the car. So winded the window down, got out of the sleepingbag and the car. But not for long. Almost all sandflys of NZ tried to land on me. I stood there, with eyes wide open and just thought: ”F#°°k!!!”

Fact is, they bited me on my left hand around my thumb 14 times and 8 times on the wrist. You don’t feel and hear those animals.

I love those little bastards!

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Haast Pass

Further on over the Haast Pass towards westcoast. A short side trip through tangly rainforest to the Blue Pools was a must. Clear water, beautiful stones next to the river and the forest was sweet with moss and soil. We also put our feet in the water. Just for a short time, ’cause it was f#°°in cold. But most of the dirt disappeared and that was important.

We drove on twisty mountainroads, framed by broadleaf trees, palmtrees and giant ferns till everything dwindled a little bit and the westcoast presented itself in its resplendence.

MARI!! SIS’! Get your motorbike over here. You’ll love it!!

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Lake Hawea

We stayed at this lake for almost the whole day and enjoyed the view. Turquoise colored water, hills on left and right hand side and white mountains on the horizon. We found a place for the night very close, where we also met Jesus.

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