Wednesday, 4 February 2015

Travelling the North Island – from Windy Wellington to Paihia

New Zealand 's North Island is a bit more tropical and a lot more populated than where we had come from, but in many ways it still has so many similarities to Alberta.  We arrived on the North Island January 15 to explore some places we had been before and added one new neighbourhood as well – the volcanoes of Tongariro National Park – before leaving Auckland February 6 for the northern hemisphere.  With accommodations booked at hostels but no particular plans, the idea was to slow down and do whatever seemed to be a good idea when we got somewhere.  After 9 months on the road, it was nice to be a bit more relaxed.

S 41.17.35 E 174.47.03 Wellington

We spent four days in Wellington.  Although we spent one day doing typical city things, including visiting Te Papa and then finding Minerva (New Zealand Quilter), we also got quite creative in exploring the outdoorsy bits of Wellington.
Some bits of wisdom from Te Papa (the national museum)
I have to say that the Christchurch Museum is still my favorite.




My journal quilt square which has a New Zealand Quilter
connection - check here for the story
We discovered that the bus would get us close to one of the southern beaches for a hike and explore while truly experiencing what “windy Wellington” is all about.  The city prides itself on having 170 days per year with winds of 50 kpm/hr (that’s gale force) which I suspect means that the rest of the days are almost that windy.  After being pelted with sand particles on the beach while we collected interesting seashells and such, we headed back to the nearest pub for a bite to eat.




It was a lovely walk through the green belt up to Mt. Victoria lookout even though there were a dozen big tourist buses bringing their folks up the easy way.  Exploring on the way down, we even had a chance to watch bikers practice for a race the next day AND check out one of the sites for scenes from the Hobbit.
From Mt. Victoria lookout.  I am still amazed at how well my little
point and shoot Canon can capture details.  If you look at the tall
yellowish building in the middle, that's the fire hall across the street
from our hostel which is the lower yellowish building
to the left.

You can find cool quilty designs anywhere
(on the steps going to the lookout)

 As Wellington is built on a series of extinct volcanoes and on the edge of the two continental plates, everywhere you turn there are hills with houses climbing up the edges... or there is a bit of green space to explore just around the corner from the busy city streets.
Another bus took us up and around a corner to a patch of native bush and a path through a paddock of cows who preferred the path to the impossibly vertical grass field.
Catching the train from Wellington to National Park Village
(the trains are electric, btw)

S 39.10.28 E 175.24.03 Tongariro National Park

When you take the train from Wellington to Auckland, you see scenery that you can’t see from the main highway and half way there you arrive at National Park Village.  We spent a week based in this small town where the most exciting retail therapy is the small store where you can buy milk and cereal for breakfast.  The view from the hostel included the three major volcanoes – Ruapehu (the tallest and where the ski resorts are), Ngauruhoe (which last erupted in 1975) and Tongariro which is the shortest of the three and last erupted in 2012.  With the help of the hostel who did a great job of shuttling us to the start of tracks, we did a self managed multiday hike to check out the local waterfalls, crater lakes and also the Tongariro Crossing itself.  Add in a day of mountain biking where I gained a number of bumps and bruises and lost my clip on sunnies during an over the handlebars fall, and we did about 65 km of hiking/biking over five days.

This huge kiwi sculpture was on the corner near our hostel.
Apparently, the artist has made these wood and metal
sculptures and placed them all over the North Island

And the kiwi still had his Christmas lights




 So, here's the wheelbarrow story.  As we started up the path to the falls, there was a sign asking hikers to help with maintenance of the path (it isn't in the national park but just a forest reserve, so I guess there is less funding) and to carry one or two buckets of gravel from the first depot to the next.  We walked right past - 5 gallon bucket of gravel, uphill, rough terrain.

But as we got closer to the lookout, we saw this rusty wheelbarrow with the sign asking to help get it back down to the start of the path.  Then some of those big canvas bags that drop supplies from helicopters into difficult spots.  Then a lovely bit of gravelled path.

At the lookout, we visited briefly with a younger couple about the places we had hiked and were planning to hike.  They headed back before us and when we got to the place where the wheelbarrow had been it was gone.... The couple had gone to the effort to get it back uphill over the roughest worst bit of the trail.  Of course, Cal decided he could do his bit as well.  Especially as the rest of the job was downhill and fairly smooth.

Two days later, we were biking past the trailhead and the wheelbarrow was gone.







Loved the signs. Note the difference between volcanoes and
ordinary mountains.

Two crater lakes.  We actually did one day of the four day
"Northern Circuit" and the Tongariro crossing was another
part of the same Great Walk


Standing, these looked like tiny purple dots.  Get closer
and you realize they are orchids.


New Zealand has a thing about putting steps wherever there
is a steepish up or down.  And of course, everywhere is
steepish up or down.




We were making great time

Almost half way on the Tongariro crossing in two and a half hours
I'm still waiting for the bad bits...


Straight down from the Red Crater in loose scree.
Notice the people below.
I didn't run down, but I also didn't do the "down on my butt"
approach either.




Watching the thermal activity while having lunch.This is where the
2012 eruption was.




Having rushed through the first bit to leave enough time for the
tough bit that wasn't very tough, we then found lots of
excuses to dawdle so that we weren't sitting in the parking
lot waiting for the bus.  this was a lovely shadowed
water fall.


S 35.17.10 E 174.05.40 Paihia (Bay of Islands)

Fishing, hiking, beachcombing and some slow lazy mornings describes our time in the Bay of Islands.  This part of the North Island is very humid and we quickly learned to go with the local way of things – don’t worry about an umbrella or a rain coat because you are already sort of damp and sweaty and what’s a bit of soft rain added to the mix.  We didn’t get back to Cape Rienga because the only way was to take the full (expensive) long day tour that stopped every where between Paihia and the cape leaving little time to explore.  Ah well, you can’t do everything.

This guy became bait.  They were iridescent in the water and would
suddenly all come to the surface when a bigger fish below
was looking for food (them)

Trevalley

Gorgeous fish.  Nickname "granddad" and a type of
Groper - lovely eating if he'd been a wee bit bigger.



These birds followed us and actually became pests as they would
dive for the bait...  This batch actually  has one bird that was
caught by the hook and had to be reeled in and then released.

Misty weather makes great photos.  Hiking on Urupukapuka
Island, where Zane Gray actually had a fishing lodge
in the 1920s.


I love sheep


Beachcombing at Paradise Bay.  First time I've seen scallops and
the rest of the shells are fantastically weathered.  Yup,
some will be finding a home on a quilt.

Day in Russell (Kororareka)

Finally saw a cicada - we've been hearing these fellows for months
but have never seen them.




Quail (he was out with the family) on our way to the Waitangi
Treaty Grounds.


This fellow was up in a tree and figured nobody would notice
him.  But our path was high on the hill...


Washing machine token.  Almost cute enough to keep as
a souvenir.

Another quilty idea.
 S 36.50.52 E 174.46.16 Auckland

We did a quick overnight in Auckland on the way up to Paihia – the hostel I had booked was not a place that we wanted to return to for our last four days in Auckland, so thanks (once again) to Nicole with Goway Travel, a quick change of plans and we have found ourselves on the 14th floor of an apartment hotel sort of overlooking the harbour.  Auckland is a huge sprawling city that has almost half the population of New Zealand.  We did the touristy things including two great museums (I have become quite a museum groupie) and a day hiking on Rangitoto Island which also got us a cruise in the harbour. A bit of retail therapy and one last parcel mail completed our time.

Maritime museum.  Traditional Maori screen - thin pieces of
wood (or sometimes harakeke, flax) that are stitched together
with decorative colours of plant fiber.


Hey, if you are a maritime museum, it makes sense to use
knots traditional material to hold walls or shelves together

Display on immigrants - this doll could be a
relative of my Ruthie.

Everywhere iin New Zealand you will find the silver fern
motif.  This one is on the hull of Black Magic, the New Zealand
winner of the Americas Cup

A very well used carry on suitcase.  Mine is not quite
so well loved.

The next chapter in the "how to get a decent cup of coffee".
Bought this at Bivouac from a fellow from Quebec.  Lots of the retail people
here are on working visas.

View of the harbour from our balcony.  Sky is
not too shabby at all.

Hiking on Rangitoto island - New Zealand's newest volcano
and right in the Auckland harbour.  It was raining all day -
possibly the only day in the last ten months where weather
dampened our enjoyment of the outdoors.




Outside one of the baches on the island.  What I found fascinating
is how great ideas travel the world - creating a mosaic of broken
crockery has been happening for centuries and we
saw examples through out Asia.

Auckland Museum - any place that has a working
treehouse in the gallery on toys has got to be
fantastic.  It was.

Another sewing machine for my collection

Bark cloth from one of the Pacific Islands.  Patterns that
would have been familiar to 19th century quilters, but these
are drawn on whole cloth.

Tivaevae from the Cook Islands.  Missionaries
taught the designs but the islanders used local material (woven fibers)
and skills of hand embroidery.  And, unlike quilts, no lining because
who needs to keep warm.


Special exhibition hall had more WOW costumes.
These are going on international display and if I hear that it is
coming to Alberta, I'll be trying to get there.



I love the artist's statement

Inkling.  Each item was individually made as a foam "tattoo"
then attached to the costume.  Picture does not do
justice.



A famous painting from WW2, commemorating an
Australian medic.

And the New Zealand note that the model was actually a Kiwi.

Things I will remember about New Zealand

When we came into New Zealand, we were quite excited that our electronic chip in our passports allowed us to use “Smartgate” but sadly, that means I have no entry stamp to prove I’ve been here.  We just might decide to take the long way out of the country to at least have proof we left.
With a couple of exceptions, we have stayed at YHA hostels.  New Zealand has been operating hostels since the early days and they have it figured out.  We did a bit upscale in that we chose to pay for private ensuite rather than dorm rooms (hey, we are old travellers).  It was a great way to people watch and get to learn about other places.  YHA has, of course, a lot of young single travellers, but also folks who are settling in the area to work as well as former young single travellers (people our age who were hitchhiking around the world in the 1960’s and continue to see hostels as the way to travel) and even families (usually European, but sometimes Chinese or Japanese). I’ve gotten to depend on having a well designed commercial kitchen and fridge so that I can make meals if I wish and hostels also seem to be a great source of information and help. Will I stay in hostels again – absolutely – even though it is a bit more challenging in Canada.
I’ve found it fascinating to observe how New Zealand’s Maori are integrated into society as it compares to Canada and also Australia.  It’s Waitangi day tomorrow (February 6) which is expected to be one of those opportunities for demonstrations as well as celebrations.  New Zealand is a bilingual country (even the pakahe, whites, take Maori in school) and Maori take an active role in all aspects of society.
New Zealand TV (when we’ve been able to access it) has been an eye opener.  There is no New Zealand News channel – Al Jazeera seems to be common and CNN provides the Asia feed to New Zealand.  Last time we were here, we had access to Sky News (Australia) and to BBC.  It certainly helps to increase your awareness of bias in reporting.
I haven’t taken a lot of photos in New Zealand, not because it has been uninteresting, but rather because New Zealand has felt to so familiar to where we live in Canada.  The weather is similar, you hike in forests that smell of pine (because most forests are tree farms planted with radiate pine), and issues of the day seem so similar.  Yes, New Zealand has very little flat land and everything is either uphill or down, but it is also a former British colony established about the same time as white settlement in Alberta.  For these reasons, it has been a lovely comfortable visit for the last seven weeks and there is lots left to explore, but I need to do more exploring of my own home country now.

Journal Quilting through New Zealand

As we’ve been travelling I’ve noticed that each country has its own vibe – slow and relaxed  or crazy busy big city glitz or maybe even lots of outdoors activities.  In the same way, my journal quilting has changed from place to place.  New Zealand has seemed to have many more opportunities as well as resources (found items) and I’ve managed a wee bit more than one square for every week.  Arriving in Christchurch just before Christmas, I had some ideas as well as a few pieces of fabric from home and an embroidery pattern I came across while in Tasmania. I also found a couple of lovely spots to add to my collection of “stuff” (a technical quilting term meaning something interesting that you can attach to a quilt). Here's a photo of the whole quilt to date - 43 squares done (or with a plan of what it will be) and 7 squares yet to do, although I have some ideas for my last two squares. Thanks for continuing to follow my on this journey.



Christmas in Christchurch

The background for this square is a piece of the fabric I made my travelling Advent Calendar from.  I planned even before we left home last April that one square would recognize our first Christmas away from home. The tree design, a simple triangle, reflects the simple shape of the Transitional Cathedral where we attended Christmas Eve mass.  The decorations have been travelling with me since Esperance (Australia, across the Nullarbor) and the beads to hold them on came from a package of goodies I got from the Thread Studio when we were in Perth.  And the last minute addition is a wee bow of suede that had tied up the package Santa Cal gave me Christmas morning.


Otago Rail Trail

The pattern for this bike came from a quilt shop in Launceston – in the same little mall where we bought groceries.  Before heading out on our bike tour, I decided to carry a selection of purple threads to work the embroidery with for no other reason than it had been some time since I used that colour.  To my surprise and delight, as we travelled through Central Otago, the fields were covered in brightly coloured lupins of every shade of purple imaginable.  The story is that one early farmwife had thought that the green hills needed some colour, so every time she rode into town, she would purchase some lupin seeds and sprinkle them in the ditches.  Of course, lupins are very easy growing....  The only problem is that they also love to grow among the gravel beds of the rivers providing cover for predators to shore birds that nest on the gravel so they can see in all directions.  The ribbon bow (one that had been on my bag between Bangkok and Koh Tao) actually travelled the trip attached to my bike bag so that I could tell which bike was mine in the bike stands along the way) and the paua button was a bit of retail therapy along the way.


Our second night we stayed in an old school house beautifully renovated into a B&B and the hostess was also a quilter.  Esme signed the square (as did the rest of my bike tour travellers) and we are even talking about a quilt block swap. The actual pattern also includes the words “Life’s a journey not a destination.  It’s the ride not the stopovers”.  Words of wisdom that I think will find a place elsewhere on my journal quilt.

Aoraki/Mt. Cook

The background of this square is one of the returning bits of fabric.  Last time we visited New Zealand on our last day in Paihia before heading to Auckland and then home, I found a wee quilting store and purchased a few bits of batik fabric with New Zealand themes.  This piece has birds, including  the iconic kiwi.  I quilted it with koru – the ever present swirls that remind New Zealanders of the unfurling fern leaves.  As we were hiking in the park, the wildflowers were everywhere – almost exclusively white with yellow centers – Mount Cook lilies, daisies, you name it.  This photo has a wee kiwi pin (with a bit of paua for the body) but I also have a bit of greenstone – pounamou – that Cal found on the shore of Hooker Lake on one of our hikes.  The sky is foot fleece (New Zealand merino wool that I learned about last time we were here and that I now use on all big hikes to prevent blisters) but also should make a perfect bit of cloud when I am home and can felt it to the square.  New Zealand’s Maori name, Aotearora, means the land of the long white cloud.


Stewart Island

This is another one of those squares that will need to be made when I get home.  When we were hiking on Ulva Island, our guide Chrissy showed us the leaves (Muttonbird scrub) that had been used by New Zealanders in the early days to send letters.  The back side of the leaf is white and the leaf itself is very durable and doesn’t dry out.  Along one of the paths is a miro tree who’s sap can be used as ink amongst other uses.  Although I couldn’t actually mail the leaf home – it is no longer legal – the postmaster did sell me a stamp and hand cancel it.


Muttonbird aka sooty shearwater

Nelson

There isn’t a square to represent our time in Nelson, but fabrics and bits of stuff (that technical quilter’s term for anything interesting that you can add to a quilt) will show up on future squares, I’m sure.
New thimble (left) to replace my old worn out one (right)

Te Papa museum, Wellington.  You can find
quilty inspiration anywhere

Wellington

We spent a few days exploring Wellington, including popping into Minerva on Cuba Street (which is the storefront for New Zealand Quilter).  Like when I found it by accident five years ago, I had a lovely time exploring the shelves and I bought a few back issues and renewed my subscription while chatting with the sales ladies.


The quilt square is another one of the pieces of fabric returning home.  Using some lightweight paper towel from our hostel bathroom, I copied one of the quilting  patterns from my new magazines to quilt the square with.  The other connection is that the pattern comes from a series that I had been enjoying before we left Canada and created by Joanne Mitchell of Central Otago area.  It is her pattern that I used a few years back to make my New Zealand Advent Calendar.  Then to finish the square, I added a few paua buttons that I had purchased on the South Island.  What I find interesting about the square is that the fabric is quite bright and vibrant as is the thread I used to do the quilting, but somehow, in combination with the background it is just fitting right in.

Tongariro National Park

We spent a week in National Park Village enjoying the outdoors and exploring the volcanic region.  The fabrics for this square were steeped in manuka leaves and flowers, although I’m not sure that it changed the colours much.  The smell, however, was lovely and I will remember how prevalent the manuka bushes were as we hiked the park.  I embroidered/appliquéd a pahutakowa flower using bits of New Zealand themed fabrics – the leaves are returning fabric and the other pieces (including the borders on the square) came from a lovely shop in Nelson.  The quilting is representative of the mountains that have been so visible while we have been here.  And there will be a few bits of volcanic rock to finish off the square.



When the pahutakowa first blossoms, it is a bright Christmas red, but now toward the end of January, they are losing their petals.  From a distance, the trees almost look like a different species – they look fluffier and lighter pink even.  Again, an interesting  serendipity that the only colour of red thread that I have is more soft and pink that bright and red.

Paihia (Bay of Islands)

The quilt store doesn’t exist in Paihia, but the fabric square reminds me of the fun I had visiting last time.  It is also the same colours I used to make a wee wall quilt called Kororareka (sweet blue penguin) which is the original name for the town across the bay – Russell.  This was another piece of fabric with very bright colours that toned right down when I used the right thread  to quilt it – in this case, a silk thread from home that I usually use to stitch branches and I think of as a variegated green and brown.  I think it will be the embellishments that make this square – beachcombing on Urupukapuka island the beach was covered with these lovely weathered shells that I had never seen before.  Some will find their way onto the square once I get home and can figure out how to attach them.

Trust me, the square IS square.  Blame the photographer.
Auckland

I loved this piece of background fabric when I saw it in Nelson at a weaver’s art gallery – everything was lovely, but most of it was out of my price range except this fat quarter of hand stamped fabric.  The flower in the corner was great fun to create – first I made the individual petals of fabric left over when I made a “coffee sock” for my new “make real coffee” gadget.  Then they got dyed in coffee on my first attempt to make a real cup of filter coffee which was quite successful.  The coffee is “Franz Joseph Avalanche” and roasted in New Zealand.  The center of the flower is a bit of New Zealand fabric that I actually bought in Auckland.  Yes, I found a tiny quilting store within walking distance from our hotel.  When I get home, I’m going to quilt Maori words of welcome (Kia Ora) and farewell (Haere ra).
My new filter gadget for making real coffee with
my "coffee sock" AKA a reusable cotton filter

The stamped message is "anyone who keeps the ability to
see beauty never grows old"