• Phil and Beth
nov. 2016 – apr. 2017

East to West

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  • Queensland's National Parks

    31 januari 2017, Australien ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    Planning for two days exploring some of the huge and incredibly varied national parks, we based ourselves in a small town called Nerang. It's central to the two parks we wanted to visit - Lamington and Springbrook.

    We arrived at the home of our Airbnb hosts Phil and Vieng at lunch time as we had been invited to their Australia Day BBQ. It was a very hot and humid day so their other friends and guests were gathered under a canopy next to the pool. We enjoyed chatting with the others, including a Malaysian lady who entertained us all with stories of her varied and exciting life as an investigative journalist, like when she was happy to speak out against the government in Malaysia that led to her asking police to put her in prison! After we had our fill of the delicious spread the pool became too inviting and half of us ended up swimming, while the others took some fun Australia Day themed photos.

    The afternoon and evening blurred together, and before we knew it we were falling asleep and we'd thoroughly enjoyed a very Aussie Australia Day!

    We got up early the next day to head into Lamington National Park. The park is over 200sq km in size, so we aimed for the centre where there were a number of walking tracks, about 1 hour from Nerang. The road wove it's way higher and higher, often right on the edge of huge canyons and falls so much so that Beth couldn't face driving it anymore! We arrived safely at the central car park though and decided on a 4km track that would take us to the Bellbird Lookout.

    As we had driven to where we had parked we'd ascended to a considerable height and the walk we wanted to do took us deep into temperate forest, with a cool rain hanging in the air. We equipped ourselves with an umbrella and our walking boots and set off, eventually finding ourselves surrounded only by lush green growth and the sounds of the wildlife. Unfortunately just as we arrived at the lookout the rain started to pick up a bit, and to be honest the lookout didn't serve it's purpose too well as the view was blocked by a dozen trees and bushes, so we couldn't see much of the area after all.

    We stopped briefly, thinking we'd find shelter and eat our picnic at the lookout however the two leeches working their way up my leg changed our minds, so we trekked back through the woods to a middle-of-nowhere type cafe. After eating our picnic (inside thanks to the now torrential rain) we chomped on the Aussie favourite of Lamington cake - vanilla and chocolate sponge cake, coated with chocolate and sprinkled with coconut. It's very appropriate that we really enjoyed our Lamington cake in it's namesake national park!

    As the rain settled in for the afternoon (and I found another 3 leeches!) we called it a day there and headed back to our house to sort out a few jobs, also hoping it would be sunnier there so we could swim again...it wasn't!

    Our final day in the Queensland area began with another early start as we wanted a full day in Springbrook National Park. We made a slight detour to another beauty spot, named Natural Bridge. Here we walked paths down hill a few hundred metres before catching a glimpse through the trees of a tiny stream. Another hundred metres or so and we arrived at a viewpoint over the GIANT waterfall that appears suddenly from the stream. The water has such power that it has - over millions of years - carved a hole down through the rock, then out the side of the rock face which is how the 'bridge' has been formed. It's a very spectacular sight and we walked down into the cave that surrounds the waterfall. At night in this cave you're able to see thousands of glow worms, but as we were there during the morning they were invisible to us, however there were small bats flittering about over our heads although their recognisable squeaks and calls were inaudible as the waterfall thundered next to us. We enjoyed walking around the rest of the area, experiencing the peacefulness of the woods.

    A while later we continued the journey into Springbrook. The drive there was a similar distance as the day before and with similar roads, so when we arrived 3000ft above sea level we were immediately greeted with an incredible view through the mountains and all the way to the city of Surfer's Paradise on the coast.

    We picked up a map of the area that showed 5 recommended view points and beauty spots, some with a walk/hike and others right next to a car park. We'd already experienced our first and wanted to visit the rest throughout the day so next we drove about 30 minutes further into the national park. We were ready for a walk about with the end goal being a 50m waterfall, but once again a torrential downpour held us under shelter. Similarly to Lamington the temperature here was much cooler but once the rain had lightened we started walking into tropical rainforest and the humidity began to climb - if you imagine what a typical rainforest would feel like then you'd be about right for the area we were in at that point.

    The walk was through forest and across the river a couple of times but wasn't too taxing and took us about 20 minutes before we arrived at the top of the cliff edge, just along from where the top of the water was cascading over the edge and down into the valley. The sky had cleared by this time so we and the previously-cloudy valley were blasted by the sun, giving us a need for some shade but also incredible views of the picturesque landscape ahead of us. There were a few other viewpoints we walked to and they all had incredible views and we could see a path leading down into the valley but decided against this as the signs marked it as an 8km round trip... instead we had a leisurely lunch at a cosy cafe, sat on a veranda overlooking their garden.

    We were ready to continue a couple of hours later and whilst driving we mistakenly bypassed two lookouts and ended up at the highest point of Springbrook at the aptly named Best of All Lookout. This was a few hundred metres higher than earlier and again the temperature dropped. We walked along a path through temperate rainforest, a thick tree canopy high above our heads sheltering the ground from the sun. This meant that a heavy fog drifted between the trees and across boulders, deadfall and the occasional downed tree trunk and everything was covered in thick algae or moss. The sun kept breaking through though in thin beam-like bursts, giving the whole forest a very mysterious feel. The cherry on top? The sounds of the rainforest - birds singing to each other and who-knows-what calling out. This was a little ruined by a rowdy young family who were also walking the path, screaming, shouting and even blowing a whistle...! Kids!

    Anyway the walk only took 10 minutes before we found ourselves at the Lookout and boy were they right when they named it! We could see over nearby mountains, towns looked tiny and the ocean felt almost within reach - we could even see the crescent shaped beach at Byron Bay nearly 50 miles away! We were both amazed and spent a good time there taking it in. When we went back to the car we decided to skip the two other lookouts altogether, partly due to time restraints but mainly as we knew they wouldn't be impressive after Best of All!

    Weaving our way back down the mountain we then took the M1 highway 20 miles south of Byron Bay to Ballina, a gentle holiday town on the coast. We knew we'd arrived when Beth started shouting excitedly "THE GIANT PRAWN, THE GIANT PRAWN!" I'm sure you'll be as confused as I was to see a 20m high prawn appearing ahead of us and of course we stopped for a few photos - bizarrely it's in the car park of a DIY shop and simply recognises the Ballina area's exceptional quality of seafood, although otherwise it is as random as it sounds, and has become a bit of a tourist landmark!

    The giant prawn signalled our arrival as our motel was only down the road, and by this point we were ready to be out the car and to explore the area.

    Phil
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  • Sailing the Whitsundays

    2 februari 2017, Australien ⋅ 🌧 27 °C

    It was time to set sail!
    We arrived in Airlie beach which is the main area to get sailing trips out to the Whitsunday islands. We booked a two night trip on a catamaran and couldn't wait to get out on to the water.

    Our boat was called 'On Ice' and it was beautiful! It had a dining area inside and out with a shade canopy, as well as a huge hammock area over the water at the front. Inside were several cabins and even a double bed long enough for Phil. There were 10 passengers in total on board so it was a nice sized group and everyone was lovely. There was also our Skipper Dave who we weren't so keen on as he had a bad attitude, but he knew his stuff about sailing so that's all the mattered, plus there was a deckhand called Julia who was so nice it made up for him!

    We departed at 4pm on the first day and enjoyed getting to know each other as we sailed out to one of the islands to anchor for the evening. We had a delicious feast and a lot of laughs as we exchanged travelling experiences that evening, and some people including Phil had a quick dive off the boat to freshen up! As the light disappeared we started to see the first few stars come out. By the time it was properly dark the sky was awash with more stars than I have ever seen in my life. It was full, the darkness pin-pricked all over with the stars. We could clearly see the milky way stretching out and moving across the sky, as well as shooting stars, Orion's body as well as belt and the southern cross (a constellation only seen in the southern hemisphere). Magical is the only way I can describe it... looking up at the view while gently rocking on the water.

    First thing in the morning we got our snorkel gear and stinger suits on ready to snorkel this spot (Blue Pearl bay). The coral wasn't too deep here so instantly you saw fish and bright coral the second you got under the water. Instantly I knew this was better snorkeling I'd previously done as the array of colours greeting me was stunning. We saw friendly clownfish in their soft anenome, large parrot fish, angel fish and more. Beyond this though I couldn't believe the colour of the coral, and how it all moved. We saw dark blue clams who closed as you swam over them, and bright lilac coral that looked like someone had dropped a paint bomb on them. We loved it!
    After this we sailed on to our next snorkeling spot. Unfortunately we went further out to sea for this and it got very rough so several people felt ill including Phil. This was understandable as it was so rough we were being thrown over waves and water would smash over the front of the boat, and sometimes as far as over the entire cabin, soaking us sat at the back. To be honest this was quite scary as the amount of water coming over was crazy. And one couple were stuck at the front of the boat not just getting soaked but having to hang on tight to not fly overboard. Thankfully this only last about 30 minutes and we hit calm waters again. Not keen on reliving that though...
    We arrived at our next snorkel spot and here lived a lot more fish and some giants. There were at least 3 fish that were like groupers (Wrasse fish), incredibly bright coloured and genuinely bigger than Phils torso and much wider. Dave the skipper was feeding them some fruit from the small boat so there was lots of other fish swarming too so it was like a colour whirlwind that you were caught up in. Occasionally I'd make eye contact with a fish and they'd freak out and swim away which was funny. In the madness one of the giant Wrasse fish bumped into me and I squealed just because of the size. It was incredible though, and enjoyed continuing to snorkel around the coral too. You always see new things with snorkeling so it's constantly interesting.
    After a yummy lunch we sailed on 2 hours to Tongue Bay which gives you access to Whitehaven beach and the hill inlet viewpoint.
    The beach is as expected stunning. It has white squeaky silicon sand and the clearest waters you'll ever see. We even saw stingrays glide around in the shallows. The time of day we went meant there was not many people and we ended up being the last people there! Perfect! We wandered up to the hill inlet view and honestly the view is unreal. You see the swirls of blue water and the different bays of the islands laid out in front of you. Truly one of the best views I've ever seen. We loved our few hours here, it was as you would imagine paradise to be.
    For the evening we went to another bay which is where we'd be doing activities in the morning and settled there for another night.

    The next day we woke up excited to try paddle boarding for the first time, and to go out in their clear kayak! Paddle boarding was a lot of fun but not that easy, it took some attempts for us both to be able to stand up but we managed it. It requires a lot of core and upper body strength though so was knackering very quickly. After this we went out in their see through kayak and made sure to go over the nearby coral which was so cool.

    Shortly after we moved on to another area that's known largely for sea turtles and again great snorkeling. We took to the water and was initially startled to see an incredible amount of jellyfish. It did make us a little nervous as they were small, and it can be the small ones that are dangerous. Luckily there was no problems so they must have been safe ones.The snorkeling again was amazing although sadly we didn't see any turtles. Nature spotting is all about luck and it wasn't to be that day.

    By now we headed back on board for a final lunch with everyone and to sail back to Airlie Beach.

    Truly this was a once in a lifetime experience and we definitely recommend the Whitsundays, they are so beautiful. We left on a high and can confidently say it's been one of our highlights of Australia so far.

    Beth
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  • Cairns

    8 februari 2017, Australien ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    We slept badly overnight on a ten hour coach from Airlie Beach and arrived at 5.30am to torrential rain that had been with us for a good few hours on the journey. We took a taxi from the bus station straight to our hotel and arrived to locked doors and no one around...it turned out that their 24/7 reception was actually only open from 9am but their out of hours service remotely opened the door for us and then we collapsed on the sofa in the lobby and slept!

    A few hours passed before the owner arrived and thankfully let us check in early, so we dropped our bags, had a quick wash and then headed out into the downpour to go to Cairns Central Mall. It was only a ten minute walk but by the time we got there we were soaked to our skin, but we had a good breakfast to improve our moods and then spent a few hours looking around and picking up a few things we needed. We hadn't anticipated that it would still be raining so gave up on the idea of looking around the city more and instead went back to our hotel to relax and sleep the rest of the day in preparation for the next couple of days ahead that we had planned.

    7.30am came around very quickly and we were picked up by Joey from Uncle Brian's Rainforest Tours, a young and very chilled out guy in a mini van painted with colourful animals and plant life. He roared us around the city picking up the rest of our tour group before driving us out to the Atherton Tablelands where we'd be spending the day. We didn't know a lot about the tour but had been told to bring everything from hiking boots and a raincoat to swimwear and suncream. Joey told us we'd spend the day swimming, eating, swimming some more, eating some more...you get the idea. He was really right!

    Our first stop was at the Babinda Boulders. When we arrived Joey took us for a walk into the rainforest and showed us some of the plants, including the Australian version of a stinging nettle. We were told a story of a British soldier stationed there during World War Two who was stung by them and he was in such agonising pain he shot himself straight away...we were quite glad we’d been told about them so we knew to avoid them, but it would have been great to know about them before we’d done all of our hiking around the country’s forests!

    To give you an idea of Joey’s character he would tell the group stories of some of the things he did as a kid, like swimming in waterfalls on private land then when he was chased by the owner he’d throw stones at them and eat their sugarcane… Anyway, while showing us around the forest he caught a horse-fly type creature and put it into his shirt pocket, saving it so he could feed it to a big spider for us to watch. He didn’t find any spiders and forgot about the fly until about an hour later when driving the van and he realised that it was still trying to bite him through his shirt!

    Anyway back to the rainforest. We were also shown Devil’s Pool. The story goes that there were two rival tribes and a young girl fell in love with a boy from the other tribe. They weren’t allowed to be together so ran away and spent one night together until they were caught by the tribal trackers. At that point the girl was separated from the boy and she cried so hard that the pool filled with her tears, then she threw herself into the water to commit suicide. Before this she cursed the pools and said she would take the life of a young man aged 17-24 every year. Pretty morbid, and a touch farfetched? Thirty men that age have died in that area in the water...spooky!

    After being shown around we had a ‘safety briefing’ that highlighted all of the danger of swimming in another nearby pool (not Devil’s Pool, don’t worry!) however it felt very safe to swim there. There were trees you could climb and jump out of but I was happy climbing a boulder and bombing the water below it. It was quite cold but very refreshing! When we were out of the water we were given cake and drinks - the feeding had begun!

    A short drive later and we arrived at our next stop, Josephine Falls. On the drive there Joey warned us that because of recent heavy rain the water could be too powerful for us to be able to swim there and when we arrived there was a large sign put out highlighting the risk of flash flooding and strong currents, finishing with STRICTLY NO SWIMMING! We took a short walk around the paths to see the powerful waterfall and surrounding forest and the area was really beautiful. The group met back a short while later near to a rapids-like area where we were told that, after checking with the park rangers it was decided we could swim and were given some very strict instructions on what to do.

    Essentially we had to climb over some rocks and tree roots and then jump into a fast moving current of water. This water carried you across the pool and toward some rapids at which point you SWIM HARD out of there and toward a sloped rock, walk up the rock and then along the top of it. This rock had another pool behind it and the water from this ran down the sloped rock further along from where we walked. Why do all of this? So we could slide down the wet rock, it’s a natural water slide! I was happy to go for it and, apart from slipping on a rock getting into the water it all went well and it was awesome! It was a short slope, about 15m long and therefore you didn’t get too fast and the water wasn’t too powerful but was still exhilarating. Beth came in at this point and had two runs down it! It was really great fun and once we were out of the water we were both on a real high as we headed to our lunch stop. As we pulled away from the car park Joey joked with us about the area being amongst the most deadly in Queensland state, and we all swam in it!

    It was good to rest over lunch and then it was only a short drive to Millaa Millaa falls. They’re 20m high and the water is freezing cold. It’s the location of the music video for Peter Andre’s song Mysterious Girl and has also featured in a herbal essences advert. Cue the wet hair flicks in front of the waterfall as Joey snapped away - it was pretty good fun!

    Our final stop was Lake Eachin, atop a dormant volcano. It was 60m deep and is filled with rainwater and at some time it rained fish into the volcano. We also saw bottom-feeding turtles swimming around, as these were introduced at some stage. There were also a number of warning signs around the area about the crocodile that lives there, as someone put one into the lake! Again, this didn’t stop us swimming in the warm water there, although by this stage we and the group were beginning to flag after the full-on day we’d had so a short while later we had our final snacks and drinks then were driven back into the city, arriving at 8pm completely exhausted!

    The following morning we’d booked to go on a boat tour to the Great Barrier Reef! Many phone calls had been made and despite the many conversations we had the nasty discovery that I wouldn’t be able to dive because I have asthma...despite having dived before… I was really disappointed about this but was still keen to get out into the water and to experience the aquatic life there.

    Our boat was a large catamaran and took two hours to arrive at our first site of two, literally in the middle of the ocean with nothing but water in sight, at the outer reef. We geared ourselves up with stinger suits (just like in Airlie Beach there are loads of jellyfish at this time of year!) and our snorkel gear and jumped into the water. It was noticably different from the other snorkelling we’ve done before as it was in open water and the waves were much larger, often carrying us away from where we were trying to swim to. We’d been given fins and these were really needed! Beth and I explored the area for the whole 90 minutes we were there and the coral is so vivid in colour, full of life and at times close to the surface of the water (50cm beneath the surface!) that all made for an amazing experience. Amongst many, many others we saw parrot fish, a family of clown fish (Nemo!), bat fish and a HUGE wrasse.

    We were rounded up back to the boat where we had a delicious buffet lunch as we travelled to our next mooring at Michaelmas Cay, a sand isle covered in thousands of sea birds. We were given the option of a glass bottomed boat ride but opted instead to snorkel again so hopped back in the water, where we eagerly swam around for the full 90 minutes again and this time we’d been told we may seem turtles, as they feed on the many jellyfish there. Here the coral was just as alive and kicking and we saw trigger fish, coral trout, a flutemouth and many more. Our highlights were finding a blue spotted stingray swimming just below us (less than 1m deep water), although the waves carried us both over it and a little too close to it’s tail! Also the area was full of GIANT clams and by giant I mean giant - some were so large that I could have balled up to fit in them!

    Overall it was a really cool experience but it was really tiring so on the way back to Cairns we both fell asleep! It was so incredible arriving back at the port that evening having seen so much life in such a small part of the Great Barrier Reef.

    For our final day in Cairns we relaxed and enjoyed the sunshine, going out for a nice meal for lunch near to the port and swimming in the hotel pool. We had to pack our bags and get ready to travel on, including doing a few jobs towards our time in New Zealand. It felt very sudden that our time in Australia had come to an end and the next morning when we were picked up to go to the airport it felt strange to be ending our time in Australia. We really enjoyed the things we’d done and some of the amazing experiences we’d had but felt excited to be moving on as we jetted off into the air to Christchurch, New Zealand.

    Phil
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  • Christchurch

    10 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 16 °C

    We arrived into Christchurch in the middle of the night, landing at 1am where we battled our way through the rather long immigrations and customs process. New Zealand, like Australia, is very strict on bringing plant and natural-material matter into the country and we dutifully threw away an apple and told them we were carrying mayonnaise and peanuts but didn't consider disclosing our hiking boots. It might sound extreme but we were sent to a screening area where our slightly dusty boots were taken away to be scrubbed clean by a border officer - they're like new!

    Anyway after collapsing into bed in an airport pod-hostel (Google Jucy Snooze Christchurch Airport if you're curious, it's pretty cool!) we slept soundly until time to collect our rental car a few hours later.

    At the rental office we knew we'd booked a budget car but didn't expect the scuffed-up, scratch-and-dent covered rust bucket we were presented...but hey, it was a car! We were about to leave after we'd figured out how to fit our bags into the tiny boot when the manager offered us a car that he wanted returning to Auckland (our end destination!) as an upgrade. It's a much larger and more comfortable car so it was a real win-win!

    Our first stop was to drop our bags at our hostel in central Christchurch, then we left the car behind and headed out on foot to have our first experience of the country. A short walk along a grassy riverbank pathway and then we started walking down the streets and we immediately started to recognise the damage the city has suffered due to nature's power. For every building there was one derelict adjacent to it and for such a large city (by NZ standards at least) there were so many empty spaces where we assume buildings stood. It was truly harrowing to see.

    A short walk took us to the city's heart, Cathedral Square. Before a series of earthquakes during late 2010 and early 2011 that decimated the city and wider state of Canterbury this square was ringed with classic buildings, almost all of which are now gone. Most difficult to see is the still damaged cathedral, missing it's frontage and tower. Despite the damage we'd seen so far the city has a very positive feel to it, with re-building and intuitive use of the empty spaces within the city an ongoing feature. In the square we found a food market where there was dozens of options for a delicious and cheap lunch which we couldn't resist!

    Next we continued to Re-Start Mall, uniquely made from dozens of brightly coloured shipping containers, another clever way of rebuilding. In and amongst the shops were cafes, bars and many clever sculptures and art installations. We enjoyed a couple of hours there wandering in and out of the shops and eating cake in the sun!

    Just over the road from the mall we went to a museum called Quake City, which interactively and interestingly tells the tale of the earthquakes that damaged the city and state as well as claiming nearly 200 lives. Inside we found 'why do earthquakes happen', displays of damaged things from the city and a film of survivor stories which were truly harrowing and gave a real idea of what the situation was like as it happened.

    As we walked around the city during the rest of the afternoon we kept seeing reminders of the pain the city had felt but like I said before, there's an energy in the ongoing rebuild and the council has big plans for a modern city. We'd be interested to go back in 5 or 10 years to see the difference. The residents remember the earthquakes but moreover remember those who died, with a memorial of 185 empty white chairs laid out in an empty patch of grass in the middle of the city, one for each casualty - very moving, especially if I quote the artist's blurb that "...the installation is temporary, as is life."

    The following morning we headed out of the city and south into the countryside, leaving behind the concrete boxes and soon we were beginning to experience the stunning scenery that NZ is so famous for. Our destination was the village of Franz Josef nearly 400km away, high in the mountains of the West coast. It took us five hours to do the journey, mainly as we kept stopping for photos and to admire the scenery. Most jaw-dropping of all was Arthur's Pass where the road is etched against sheer mountainside, at times passing through small tunnels and under falling water. We're going to enjoy driving around the country over the month we have here.

    Phil
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  • Franz Josef and Wanaka

    12 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ⛅ 5 °C

    As we arrived in Franz Josef it was grey and drizzling with rain, despite being only mid afternoon. Our hostel was cosy with a log burner in the common room and a hot tub in a shack outside - perfect, if the weather stayed so cool. That evening after we'd eaten dinner at a local pub we relaxed in the hot tub as it drizzled outside and chatted with a Canadian couple, exchanging travel stories and having a good laugh at some of the experiences we'd all had.

    When we woke up the next morning there was heavy rain settled in for the day, but we continued with our plan and drove to nearby Okatigo Lagoon next to the coast, where we walked through beautiful wetlands to a lookout over the area. It was a good walk even if we did get soaked by the rain. We'd originally planned to do a longer walk around a nearby lake but because of the heavy rain we opted instead to just see it from the edge before we went back into the village.

    We'd booked a tour for that afternoon with a company called Franz Josef Glacier Guides and planned to do their helicopter-hike, where we'd be flown to the glacier, dropped there for a three hour hike on the ice, then flown back down. When we arrived at the office it became apparent very quickly that we were out of luck with the weather, being told that all flights were cancelled for the rest of the day because the helicopters can't fly in the heavy rain. A bit disappointed we tried to book for the following day to do the same at fox glacier (a 30 minute drive away) and then went back to our hostel to sit by the log fire and to plan some more of our time in NZ beyond our basic itinerary.

    After a few successful hours by the fire we donned our coat and walking boots again and drove to a nearby walk through a glacial valley that led up to the front of the Franz Josef Glacier. It was still raining heavily so half way through the walk as we cut through a stony, dry riverbed we were entirely sodden but got our first glimpse of the blue ice. We followed the path as far as we could and managed to see some more of the glacier although the cloud coverage lowered as we reached the best viewing area. We still enjoyed the walk and managed to see the glacier we'd wanted to hike!

    After drying off by the fire for a while longer back at our hostel we were joined by our new Canadian friends in a walk 5 minutes outside of the village to a walk through the nearby forest. Geared up with torches we were hunting for glowworms and within minutes of looking we found an upturned tree trunk whose underside was covered with dozens of luminescent green dots! As we followed the track we found hundreds more, mainly through using a trick we'd learned at the hostel which was to wave the light at them then turn it off and make some noise. We probably looked mad but found what we were after and left to go back to a pub for a drink and to warm up, happy with our exploring.

    The next day's weather was no better and we had a phone call at dawn to tell us the flights were cancelled again for the day, so took this as a cue to move on.

    The destination of our road trip that day was Wanaka and along the way we had a few stops we wanted to make. Our first was Lake Matheson which is emblematic of the country's scenery, with views of snowy mountains in the distance above lush forest mirrored perfectly in the still water of the lake, when the conditions are right...which sadly they weren't when we arrived in the drizzle. The view obscured by thick cloud and the lake looking like any other, we didn't get to see what has drawn so many others to the lake so we continued our journey on.

    Two further stops that day were at the Blue Pools, named so for the glacial blue water that sits aside a pretty river. A short hike took us to their location, including crossing two small suspension bridges across raging rivers (Beth did these without too much difficulty!) and on arrival again we were disappointed to find that the rain had caused a tributary river to swell and therefore the blue pools were a murky brown instead. We pressed on, starting to feel that the poor weather was going to ruin everything we wanted to see until we arrived at our last stop of the day where finally the bad weather had worked to our advantage. Their name is Thundercreek Falls, a huge set of very powerful waterfalls that you can hear roaring through the forested path to them from the car park. The rain high in the mountains had caused them to become even more powerful than usual, giving us a treat to see them in this way despite it being mid-summer here.

    That evening we arrived into Wanaka as the rain finally began to ease. We'd dived into a restaurant to shelter and as we ate our Thai dinner the rain passed, giving us our first sunshine for days as we walked out. Before dinner we'd given up on the idea of looking around the town because of the weather but now the sky had cleared we went for a walk in the cool evening. We were so glad that we did.

    The town sits next to Lake Wanaka, across which you have a view of a huge mountain range on top of which there are snowy peaks. The evening sun gave the vista a golden glow and despite it being decidedly cold now we sat on the stony shore of the lake and ate delicious Italian style gelato, taking in the view of the scenery that we'd been craving all day.

    It had been a great way to end the day and as we woke the next morning the sun was still shining as we visited the nearby 'Puzzling World'. If you're like me you'll be really interested in mind puzzles, illusions and tricks of the mind - that's what puzzling world is! Five rooms are filled with mind-bending tricks which kept us confused for a couple of hours, then we headed outside into their 1.6km maze. We read all the instructions about the aim, which is to reach four coloured corner towers in order then escape the maze. It usually takes 30-60 minutes and involved a lot of walking. Honestly, we tried for about 15 minutes before giving up and leaving the maze through a shortcut-exit! In our defence though we managed three of the four towers!

    Around the site they have plenty of fun photo opportunities and while part of the fun is taking the photos it's almost as much fun to watch the other visitors posing for them! Once we'd had enough of messing around we hopped back into the car for yet another road trip, this time with the blazing sun above us :)

    Phil
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  • Fiordland

    15 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    Our 230km journey took us from Wanaka to the town of Te Anau with only a small detour for lunch at a restaurant-with-a-view to celebrate Valentine's Day. It was a beautiful drive, surrounded by dramatic scenery of towering mountains, golden plains and rich green forests. A lot of this part of New Zealand is covered in lakes too, including the township which sits next to the country's second largest lake.

    It took us most of the day to make the journey and we were lucky with clear sky the whole way and as we arrived into Te Anau the huge lake was glistening in the sun. We had a relaxed evening with a walk by the lake and out to a very picturesque jetty where the local kayak club is based (lucky them!)

    The next morning we were on the road at 6am for another long drive ready for an 8.55am sailing with Mitre Peak Cruises out into Milford Sound, deep in Fiordland. As we drove the sun rose and started to display the extreme landscape we were passing through, culminating in a 1000m (ish) long tunnel that was hewn into a huge snow capped mountain. We learnt that the tunnel was made by hand during the Great Recession and employed WW1 veterans, connecting the Milford Sound area to the wider world where previously a multi day hike through the mountains was the only option.

    At the ferry terminal there were ten or so boats of differing sizes and despite the early hour there were already a few coach loads of tourists there. As we boarded our boat we soon found out that all but 8 other people were on other boats, giving ours the smallest passenger load of them all, with just 12 people including the skipper and deck hand. Our boat was therefore practically empty and despite being a small boat (maximum capacity is 70) we had so much space to move around in.

    The boat pulled away from the pier and immediately we were surrounded by huge peaks towering above us as we glided through the still water. At it's deepest the Sound is 300m with Mitre Peak the tallest outcrop standing at a similar height, although everything around us made it feel like we were much smaller.

    Over the previous few days before we went there had been heavy rain for most of the days but we were so lucky to have a sunny morning and the rain had created a huge number of waterfalls everywhere around us, etching their way down the mountainsides. One waterfall was much larger than the rest, and more powerful thanks to the precipitation. We were stood at the front outside area of the boat and as we neared the waterfall the skipper gave us a warning to come inside or take a shower as he nosed the front of the boat under the falling water. The power of the water was incredible and soaked the whole front of the boat - good thing we came inside!

    The tour continued out to where Milford Sound meets the Tasman ocean and the difference in the water was noticeable. The skipper had warned us there would be a swell of up to 3m and to hold on, which we dutifully did and we were so glad of it. As the boat rocked and crashed its way over waves we kept thinking about what he'd told us just before we reached the open water, that sometimes the swell reaches 7-8 metres and they still go out into it! The ocean there is so fierce as it's so far south and batters the coast hard, making it all the more impressive that at one time the area was settled by Maori people.

    As the boat cut it's way back into the sound it slowed at the far edge of where we'd first made our path out, near to a large rock that was tucked into a slight cove against the rock face and on it were a dozen New Zealand fur seals lounging around in the sun! The other passengers and us were captivated and the skipper recognised this by holding the boat there for a few minutes while we watched them, happily snapping away dozens of photos.

    We continued on and nosed under another waterfall, again diving inside quickly to avoid a soaking. We thought we were happy just being on the water but as the boat moored at an underwater observatory we spontaneously decided to leave the boat behind and to join a tour into the observatory.

    The whole structure floats and is only held in place in it's home of a bay by concrete anchors into the rock. Created in the '80s, every part of it had been floated there by boat, including the tunnel-like chamber that we descended to 10m below the surface of the water. Our guide told us that the sounds in New Zealand are unique in the world in that they have a layer of salt water that sits on top of the fresh water there. This unusual formation means the aquatic life there is confused by both the water and light there, and just 10m under the water things can be found that normally you'd have to go 60m under water to find!

    It's also one of the only places in the world where you can see black coral, which is not black but white - it's name is derived from a black substance it excretes to grow, which then turns a calcite white colour. It was truly beautiful and grew right in front of the viewing windows in the chamber we'd descended into. There were also two varieties of star fish, white sea urchins and too many types of fish to count, although we had a very informative guide with us pointing out some of the incredible wildlife we were witnessing.

    We had been given a brief introduction above the surface and after 25 minutes under water we climbed the spiral staircase back up and were given time to read about the incredible engineering involved in making the observatory possible and the history of the area. The location of the observatory is next to a beach where Maori settled in search of soft jade stones to make jewellery from. After them came the Europeans who wanted the pelts of the seals there but after they'd been hunted to near-extinction they too left, leaving the area until it was declared New Zealand's largest national park in 1952.

    We were collected from the observatory by another boat that took us the final 30 minutes back to the main ferry terminal, and as it did the sun turned to rain which really emphasised how lucky we had been on our cruise, especially given that the area is one of the wettest in the world! We were so thrilled to have seen the beauty of the area unhindered by the cloud or rain that was starting to appear and began our drive back incredibly happy with the experience we'd just had.

    We stopped a few times along the way at some beauty spots including a calm pool of crystal clear water that mirrored the distant mountains beautifully. There were also diving ducks there, who kept us watching as they dived metres under the water to eat before gliding back to the surface, all easily viewable by us thanks to the clear water.

    By the time we were back in Te Anau we were hungry and tired so sat by the lake for a little while before eating dinner and watching Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, we are travelling the location of much of the scenery after all.

    Phil
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  • Queenstown

    17 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    We left Te Anau early for the drive to Queenstown (just a 30 minute drive from Wanaka where we'd been a couple of days earlier). As we drove we found that we were stopping less than we had been on other long journeys, although the whole time we were amazed by the beautiful nature around us everywhere.

    Nearing Queenstown the road runs next to 78km-long Lake Wakatipu. Beth was driving and suddenly had a very serious case of itchy foot, so pulled into the first lay by that came up. Once her foot was well scratched we tried to leave the lay by but found that it was a gravel track that led down to a beautiful picnic and camping spot on the shore of the lake, with gentle shade from the trees and a stony beach. Completely by chance we stumbled onto our favourite lunch spot yet, and there were only a handful of other people there to share it with.

    After a while we lazily climbed back into the car to leave the quiet of the South lakeside for the buzz of Queenstown at the North-Eastern edge of the lake. The contrast between the two is extreme, with Queenstown feeling much larger than Christchurch.

    We left the car and our bags at our hostel and walked 10 minutes to the Skyline Gondola, which carried us 450m above the town. Each car was only suitable for a small family so we ended up with one to ourselves for our ascent and descent, with amazing views out over the town on both. At the top we took a chairlift another couple of hundred metres where we collected a helmet and prepared ourselves for some downhill action on their Luge run. If you're unfamiliar with luge, picture a toboggan with a t-shaped pole in the middle. You sit in it and use the pole to accelerate, brake and steer and it's as easy as that! You feel like you're sat on the floor and it's only the gradient that drives you forward, and it was an entirely new experience for us!

    There are two tracks you can race down, the easier and family-friendly blue and racecourse red. We both tried out the blue first and decided on a pace we were happy with (mine much faster than Beth's of course!). The track is suitably windy and goes through a tunnel under a footpath, underneath the chairlift and ends just below the gondola terminus, giving a good thrill as we zoomed down it.

    Beth's second run was again on the blue but I braved the red track, enjoying the extra speed and challenging bends it included. Perhaps surprisingly Beth joined me in going into the red run for our third go, and she enjoyed it! Here are videos of how we got on:
    Beth https://goo.gl/photos/PBp2526ERPLNkpdF9 and Phil https://goo.gl/photos/QP8mFQXYRbo2px6x5

    As it was a hot and sunny day we were ready to have a break and did so at the cafe with a mini-tower of ice cream each!

    As we ate our ice cream we people watched and saw a few conversations at a nearby hut, that was selling tandem paragliding. It had looked like fun as I'd seen a few people soaring above during the afternoon so, with a little encouragement from Beth, I went for it!

    After a 20 minute hike up to the large hill behind the luge and gondola area I was standing on the edge of a huge hill, being geared up in a very attractive flight suit harness by my instructor Dan. As he completed some checks on the equipment I took the chance to walk to the edge of the hill that we’d be launching off and saw that the fully grown fir trees below were tiny from that height...and I’d be running off the edge of it! A few further checks were carried out by Dan and as he did this there were other paragliders disappearing off the hill, and even at that point as I watched them I felt only pure excitement! Then it was our turn. Dan strapped his harness to mine and then tugged the parachute out behind us and into the air, at which point I could feel the pull of the wind in it, like a sail. He shouts at me to start running and then we launched into the air, gliding over the edge of the hill.

    Within seconds the only thing I could hear up there was the wind and our voices as we talked (screamed) and it was really incredible to feel so weightless so high in the air, as if floating. We circled over the luge area where Beth was waiting far below, then Dan passed me the controls and gave me a crash course on paragliding - pull left to go left and pull right to go right! It was great fun steering us over the town and out over the edge of the turquoise blue lake.

    A couple of minutes later we were flying back over the town and Dan offered two options for me: Continue the scenic flight or take the adrenaline-hungry way, so of course I chose the latter! What happened next I can’t honestly tell you as we turned and twisted every which way and this was also the first time I felt my stomach drop in the whole flight (to my surprise) - it was awesome! And then we’d lost our height and it was time to land in a school field near the gondola stop. Landing was very gentle, like being in a plane, except that the ground rose up from underneath me very suddenly. Approximately 8 minutes after I ran off the edge of the hill I was standing at the base of it, and I’d loved every second of it!

    The next morning we were up early to drive an hour around the edge of Lake Wakatipu to Glenorchy (the lake is that big!) where we parted ways for the morning. I went kayaking on the lake while Beth went horseriding.

    My kayaking tour took me out onto the calm blue water and to Pigeon Island, about 300m from the shore. The water was cool and tasted great as it’s pure glacial water. It was also great when we landed on the island as a Weka bird walked over and inquisitively started looking around our feet and equipment! Sadly it was this inquisitivity that led to them all being eaten on the mainland and is the reason why Pigeon Island is one of the only places in NZ where they are still found. We began our hike across the island and ate some wild berries on the way, before we arrived at the far side of the island on another cute stony beach. We rested then hiked back to where our kayaks were waiting, then hopped back in and paddled ourselves around the water some more. It was a great fun experience and it was so nice to be so close to the nature I’d been seeing from a distance.

    Meanwhile Beth was horseriding, here’s her tale: Once I got to the riding centre we got a bus a 10 minute drive away to where the horses were based, situated in a picturesque valley. Very quickly I was on my horse, called Bob, who was very big, strong and had a distinct personality. It's the first time I've rode as an adult so I felt a little nervous but excited. Very quickly we were off down a grassy track with me and Bob being at the back, as that's his preferred position in line. Very quickly I was greeted with spectacular views, surrounded by both grassy mountains and snow capped mountains, as well as glacial creeks and the stunning Dart River.
    We crossed many streams and the water being glacial was beautiful and blue and it was really cool wading through the water. At one point it was quite deep and up to my ankles/Bob's belly. I think riding a horse is like riding a bike, you get back into it quickly when you know how so I felt comfortable quite quickly and enjoyed some opportunities to trot as well. We ended up doing a large loop with the scenery ever changing but constantly beautiful. One of the valleys is also where they filmed all of the Lord of the Rings scenes of Isengaard. I definitely need to go watch the movies again now! After 2 hours we arrived back, and I'll be honest, my legs were killing me, I'd forgotten how physical riding can be on the knees but it was worth it to see such stunning landscapes while on horseback. Definitely something I won't forget.

    We met back in Glenorchy at lunch time and drove back into Queenstown, intending to have another afternoon out however by the time we were back and had eaten a legendary Fergburger we were out of energy and decided instead to relax in the sun at our hostel and to do some odd jobs.

    The next morning we leisurely headed to nearby Arrowtown, an old gold mining community that has turned into a tourist spot and justly so. We walked by the river around the old Chinese Village, which pays homage to the huge numbers of Chinese Immigrants who toiled in the area looking for gold. We also walked along the river further and the area is truly beautifully. We had lunch at a cute cottage and then walked around the town, browsing the interesting shops there (and, of course, eating an ice cream). A short while later we went back to the cottage where we’d had lunch for our lesson in gold panning and although it was clearly fixed...WE FOUND GOLD! Equipped with a shovel and two pans we went back to the river and started our hunt for some natural New Zealand gold. We were there for two hours and the main reason was because it was quite fun, but eventually Beth found a piece (yes, really!) which she added to her other fragments that we are now carrying with us ready to be displayed proudly at home!

    We had thoroughly enjoyed our time in Arrowtown and headed back into Queenstown and as the sun set we soaked up the atmosphere at the beach, watching a street performer and eating a delicious ice cream (round two - this ice cream on a stick was dipped under liquid chocolate for us!) then went back to our hostel to pack our bags ready to leave early the following morning, happy with our adventures there.

    Phil
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  • Mount Cook

    19 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ 🌙 21 °C

    After missing out on a helicopter ride and hike on a glacier twice, we still wanted to see if we could do it somewhere.
    We'd already heard about Mount Cook, and it is the largest mountain in the south island, plus next to it is the largest glacier in the southern hemisphere, Tamsin glacier. This was only an hour drive from our next destination (Lake Tekapo) so we mixed up our plans, made a few calls, and managed to get ourselves booked on a trip up there.

    We got up early and did the 3 hour drive from Queenstown, all the while excitement building and enjoying stunning scenery. As you approach Mount Cook it is an incredible site and also has Lake Pukkaki which is a a bright shimmering shade of blue I've never seen before. Quite a sight as you drive closer and closer. Once in Mount Cook village at the base of the mountain, we met our guide Ant and the rest of our group (8 of us in total). We got our gear and hopped in the van to drive 10 minutes down the road to the smallest 'airport' I've ever been too. We were due to go to a snow flat above the glacier and land there by ski plane and wear snow shoes. We squished into the plane and the propellers started to go - yes propellers. If you know me well you'll know I hate flying so can't say I was overly enjoying this bit. But the adrenaline and excitement was getting me through. However the pilot suddenly switched off the engine and turned to us saying he's just been told we can't fly as cloud had just swept in over where he was going to land, meaning he now won't be able to. So out we jumped and for a moment I couldn't believe our luck being so close and missing out a third time.

    Thankfully however Ant had a plan and off he went leaving us all sat in the airport to chat. Interestingly the rest of the group knew each other... they were all part of the crew filming a major Disney movie in nearby Wanaka. This was their one day off and this is how they were spending it! How random that we ended up with them. They were all friendly, some more chatty than others so we didn't get to know much about all of them. However there was Reese the assistant director (quite a big deal in the movie world we have since found out, having worked on all the Bourne movies as well as Jack Reacher and more). We also chatted a lot to three ladies from the costume department, including the really lovely Stacey who is the supervisor. She's worked on all he Pirates of the Carribean films and knows all the actors well. But her favourite person to dress is Meryl Streep, a very gracious and kind lady apparently.
    Anyway the movie they are working on stars Reese wetherspoon and Oprah, it's called a 'Wrinkle in time' and is based on a favourite children's novel. Look out for that in 2018!
    Fascinating and random meeting for us!

    Anyway Ant reappeared bearing crampons and a plan. He'd organised a helicopter and said we were going to land directly on top of the glacier instead. We were all weighed and the helicopter would have to go on two flights to get us all there. Being the smallest I had to sit right at the front shoved in between the pilot and the guide. Again, is this the best place for someone who is afraid of heights and flying? Tough luck! I had to get over that very quickly.

    Off we went, the helicopter started to lift instantly and we felt weightless. We flew across the valley gracefully hugging the mountain side to avoid sudden wind gusts. It took about 10 minutes flight time and we were over the glacier. Quickly we were ushered out and had to stay low while the helicopter took off to go get the others. Suddenly it was silent and we were greeted with awe inspiring sights all around us. Instantly you feel how solid and thick the ice beneath you is, and the deep blue colour inside. You also see snow covered mountains in all directions and the edges of the glacier coming down the rock. It also looked like there was lots of rock areas, but that is apparently just rock debre that has landed on top of more ice, so now we could really see what an epic size this glacier was. Immediately we got our crampons strapped on our feet so we were able to move without slipping, then took in the surroundings until the others arrived.
    Once together we started trekking across the extreme ridges and shapes of the icey landscape, stopping regularly to drink the pure glacier water.

    As we trudged along we came across the main destination, an entrance down into a deep ice cave! Our guide went ahead and put in a handline (using his ice axe) and we were instructed to come down one by one. Somehow I ended up going down first. It was roughly 10 metres below the surface down and at a steep 45 degree angle it was a little daunting. Especially as the cave was so perfectly formed and smooth that it was incredibly slippery, along with a small trickle of water making it even more so. Down I went stepping in some make shift footholds by Ants axe and also just by jabbing my crampons into the ice. At one point you have to turn round and go down backwards. At this stage Reese (assit director guy) is attempting to come down too. He swiftly slips knocking a big piece of ice down the cave tunnel and unleashing a big stream of water that hits me in the face and shoots down the inside sleeve of my coat, the cold alone nearly knocked me off my feet let alone the actual water slippery my feet away. I managed to regain my footing and didn't fall all the way down, as I would have done had it not been for my tight grip on the handline.
    Recovered, I continued down and landed in the middle of the expansion of an incredible cave.
    First thing I noticed was the unbelievable blue lighting causing by the thick blue ice. The walls were also so smooth it looked practically man made. There was a large hole in one part of the roof where the sun was beating down and melting that section. Plus a deeper section where the cave went down further, but got much darker. We didn't venture down there but made our way through a few levels of the cave and it opened out into a valley of ice and fallen rock.
    Then we clambered back up onto the glacier. Very carefully we continued to hike, watching every step as there were holes in the ice that you couldn't see the bottom of.... pretty terrifying thought slipping or falling into one of those.

    By now it had been several hours and it was time for the helicopter to come back and get us. Before we knew it we were back gliding through the air, level with the mountains and buzzing off the whole experience. Back on land it seemed surreal to believe we'd just experienced such a wonder of nature. Pretty harrowing thought to know that if global warming continues at its current rate that glacier won't exist in 35 years time...

    Back in the car we drove on to our rest stop for the night Lake Tekapo. On route we went back past the majestic Lake Pukkaki which now was an unbelievable shade of blue, brighter than the sky and just as still. As we arrived Lake Tekapo was similar but we felt not as stunning. We viewed it's sweet famous church on the waters edge (Church of the good shepherd) as the sun was setting. Finally we stopped at our cute airbnb place for the night - a converted shipping container - and crashed out asleep after such an epic and exciting day.

    Beth
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  • Kaikoura

    21 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    Kaikoura, located on the east coast is a small coastal town known for its aquatic life. We'd always planned to go there but things had become a bit trickier since they had a huge earthquake back in November 2016, reaching point 7 on the ricter scale, and in turn causing serious destruction to the epi-centre that was Kaikoura. The earthquake cut the town off from the rest of the country initially by damaging the major highway either side of the city (repairs still happening now and travelling north is still blocked off). They've now reopened the route from Christchurch which we'd take, however there is no access north from there still, unless you take the inland scenic route, a mere 7 hour drive.
    As you can imagine we wondered whether we should go because of all the extra travelling it would mean for us. But we went for it!

    After a windy and slow drive as the road is barely open we arrived to a ghost town. Many hotels, shops and buildings being held up with scaffold or condemned completely. It was also very quiet, although some tourists, not the bustle it would normally have in summer. We ended up down the chippy and wondered how this town was feeling after its recent disaster.

    The next morning we were booked in for a seal swim experience in the morning and a dolphin experience in the afternoon. Sadly even though the sun was shining on the morning, the seal swim was cancelled due to poor visability and water conditions. So instead we went on the hunt for seals on our own. They have a resident seal colony that live on the corner of Kaikoura penusiula which sticks out just round the corner from town. Remarkably the earthquake raised the sea bed by 4 metres (!) So now there is a huge rock formation that stretches out to sea for a long way. Originally it was just a small rocky area so you could see seas from the land/car park. Now you must clamber out further onto the rocks if you want to see them. It wasn't too long before we stumbled onto a big fat seal having a sleep on the rocks. He seemed completely unfazed by us as we got closer and closer, practically in touching distance! We went on further finding a curious but very shy baby seal who ultimately ran away, and then many more all lounging around in different ways. We felt adventurous so we scrambled out over some mostly submerged rocks to get even closer to the colony. We then saw a seal rolling around in the water and he swam right up to the edges of the rocks to look at me and continue playing. It was amazing. Another seal took quite an interest in us and even did this weird body dance when we walked by, very funny to watch. They are such cute and fun creatures, I can see why they are nicknamed puppies of the sea.
    As we headed back we realised the tide had ridden and suddenly we looked cut off from the rest of the rocks, whoops! Off came the shoes and socks and we waded about calf deep through the water and made it back. Need to remember for future though how fast water moves!

    We went a short drive from here to the Dolphin Encounter office and ate a picnic lunch by the sea while we waited to be called for our tour. We got all our snorkel gear and jumped on a bus to the harbour. The harbour was badly damaged and they have only recently got their experience trips back up and running, with the help of a tractor, that brings he boat in and out of the water while it's been repaired. Phil and I were on the smallest boat where there were 14 people all swimming, and the skipper and deckhand. We'd been warned that the sea conditions were 'moderate' so we prepared with sea sickness tablets just in case. There was a fairly large swell of waves (3-4 metre high) but we tried to ignore it as we hugged the coast in search of New Zealands Dusky Dolphins to swim with. We spotted a 'nursery' pod which had several babies but we weren't going to swim with them, as it's not appropriate so moved on but our anticipation and excitement grew.
    We went further out into open sea and got prepared perching on the edge of the boat ready to get in. It was crucial we got in quickly and tried to interact with the dolphins immediately to get some interaction back. They are wild and will only stay around if they are interested in us, funnily enough it's more like we entertain the dolphins rather than the other way round!
    Suddenly a pod appeared and we jumped in. The water was colder than expected and it's very full on to jump into those sea conditions, with dolphins underneath you. The dolphins swiftly swam on as we all got used to the water rather than focusing on them. No matter though as we got back in the boat and sailed on.

    Not long later we came across another pod and dived in determined and excited. Within seconds we were amongst them. I can't even describe the feeling. These majestic creatures were gracefully gliding through the waves and coming straight up to us. We'd been told to be as "dolphin like" as possible and to dive down, make eye contact and try to swim alongside them, circling with them if they start to circle you (which they loved and turned into a race!) And to also make as much noise as possible through your snorkel, sing, shout, whatever you can as they are stimulated by noise. The more we did this, the more likely the dolphins would stick around and play with us. We went for it, literally singing at the top of lungs and being bold. They loved it, and so did we. They'd come so close to you, I could just reach out and touch them (I never did though as you shouldn't).
    They'd keep coming back and forth, appearing next to you, below you, jumping beside you. It might have been scary if it wasn't so exhilarating and knowing they are friendly animals. They stayed for ages and we constantly engaged with them, I swear I've made some deep bonds with some of them! There aren't really many other things to say except it was magical. I didn't even think of anything else, just got lost in the moment.
    The boat sounded it's horn which meant we were to come back in, me and this Irish girl came back slowly as the dolphins didn't leave our side so it was hard for us to leave theirs. Once back on board we were on such a high but was greeted with a weird sight. Everyone else was out of the water already, either lying on the ground or having heads in buckets. Out of 14 people only Phil, the Irish girl and I were the only ones fine and not sea sick. Horrendous! I just felt so bad for them as they had just missed out on that amazing interaction.

    We sailed on, with the small pod following us and suddenly the amount grew... the skipper slowed the boat right down as we were in the middle of the entire pod and they were all swimming around us. The three of us who were feeling fine climbed onto the roof for a better view, and what a view it was. Three hundred plus dolphins in all directions. My first words I remember was 'oh my god there are so many'. Now Dusky dolphins are known to be the most gymnastic of all dolphins and love jumping out of the water. They absolutely lived up to their reputation. They started jumping, somersaulting and flipping in the air much to our awe. We started cheering and hollering which only encouraged them and soon they were all doing it, coming closer, jumping higher and doing more tricks. It was like our own personal show. One dolphin even did a loop round the boat of somersaults, no question that was for us. The atmosphere was electric and we never wanted to leave. It was like they put on this incredible finale of what they could do for us. That moment will stay with me forever, what amazing animals.

    Sadly we moved on, I think mainly for the poor people dying on board. The waves were even worse on the way back so we focused on chatting and animal spotting also seeing albatross and seals in the water. We were very lucky to not get ill I think.

    Phil and I were buzzing when back on land and both concluded it was one of the best experiences, not only on this trip but in our lives to date.

    That evening we went out and had some delicious fresh seafood, great way to end a wonderful day.

    The following morning we were due to seal swim again but sadly it was cancelled once more and we had to move on. Although disappointed, we'd had such an amazing day previously it still felt very worthwhile to visit Kaikoura and felt happy to drive on. Maybe one day we'll go back and see it recovered and back to former glory. We hope their earthquake recovery continues to go well.

    Beth
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  • Wellington

    24 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    Our journey to Wellington was certainly a long one. We left Kaikoura mid-morning day one and drove to a small town called Hanmer Springs where we had a relaxed afternoon with a nice lunch and mini golf in the sun (Beth won!). Early morning day two we began a mega journey that took us 7 hours, following the 'Inland Scenic Route' to Picton. Normally from Kaikoura a 2 hour drive north along Highway 1 would take you to the ferry but the earthquake in November 2016 (have a read about this in Beth's Kaikoura post) devastated the road and the repairs are still ongoing now, meaning a lengthy, and equally beautiful, inland detour is the only option. Our ferry left Picton on the north of the South Island at 7pm and the crossing was through calm and clear waters as the sun set into the ocean. As we arrived into Wellington it was well and truly dark and the city was lit up for the night, giving us our first taste of the North Island.

    For our first day in Wellington we woke early and the view from our hillside AirBnB was across the city to where the sun was rising in the East. We were out early to join the commuters journeying through the centre of the city to go to 'The Weta Cave'. A weta is a termite like creature found only in New Zealand and the 'Cave' we were visiting is far from it, as it's actually the workshop of one of the best special effects and props companies in the worldwide movie industry.

    Our tour began with strict instructions on no photo taking - they're working on real movies and projects where we were being shown! Also we were told to touch only what we were told we could, as they had only a few fakes and reproductions, meaning the rest were real and had featured in films. The next hour was filled with being shown around the techniques and skillsets used by their talented team to create incredible items, from a Master Swordsmith (one of only 7 in the last 200 years to be given that title, by HRH Queen Elizabeth II) to a lady whose specialism is to add hairs one-by-one to silicon masks, faces and anything else that requires the look. A lot of the tour focused on Lord of the Rings, as Weta provided everything from Sauron's suit of armour to chainmail, arrows and even prosthetics. Through an intro video we were shown we also found out that Peter Jackson is one of the co-founders of the workshop, so it's no wonder they had such a hand in creating so much of the films! More recently they've worked on The Avengers Assemble, Tin Tin, District 9 and Mad Max. It was a really intersting tour and we enjoyed having a good geek-out!

    Next we headed for the centre of the city, walking from where we parked along the waterfront area. We found a restaurant-laden pedestrianised street and relaxed with a leisurely lunch in the sun. Just next to where we were sat there was 'The Bucket Fountain' which cascades water down from the top through a series of tipping buckets, giving the occasional splash as it reaches the bottom - pretty good fun! It was only a short walk from there to Te Papa (The Museum of New Zealand), however first we had to stop for an ice cream on the old dock fronts! The museum itself is a large and rather ugly building but contains within it an incredible variety of displays.

    We headed first for one of their temporary exhibits about New Zealand's involvement at Gallipoli. We weren't very aware of the detail of the battles there, so for anyone else in a similar position here's a quick run down: In April 1915 during the First World War the British Empire and allies planned an invasion at Gallipoli, Turkey. Over 9 months hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides fought, were injured and died before the allied forces retreated. There were some particularly bloody battles and the exhbition we went to told the story of the campaign from the perspective of the accounts left by a handful of soldiers and a nurse who were from New Zealand. The design and creation of it all was a pairing between Te Papa and Weta Workshop, and centred around 6 incredibly large manakins who had been created by Weta. The manakins were between 2 and 8 metres in size and some depicted different elements of battle, including the grief and fear that accompanied the experience for so many men and women. There were also 3D videos and mini models of things like the beachfront trench layout and a hospital ship donated entirely by the public of New Zealand. We found the whole exhibit sad but it portrayed in a very interactive and different way the stories of those who took part in a terrible time in history. The final manakin was a lone soldier standing in a basin-like area. As you walked around him on a descending slope to his feet you could drop a message written onto a paper poppy at his feet - lest we forget.

    The museum also houses a great number of permanent exhibits, so we chose to go to a few of those with the highlights being a simulation of an earthquake that you experience from within a model house (with moving floor and falling objects!). The waters around New Zealand are also home to giant squid, with one that had been caught and preserved on display (it was about 18m at it's longest!). We found ourselves going through a few of the other exhibitis and agreed that we could have easily spent much longer there, and perhaps will another time - it may be the best museum we've visited and easily spent the rest of our day there.

    The following morning we were up early to go to Zealandia with our Airbnb host, Ken. He had worked there for a number of years and has since begun work elsewhere however remains a member and very enthusiastic advocate of the 225 hectare wildife sanctuary. We were joined by some of Ken's other guests and began our guided walk of the area. The reserve is set amongst beautiful forest and encompasses two old reservoirs that previously supplied Wellington with water, until it was realised that they're sat on a fault line in a very earthquake-prone area! We learnt that the reserve has specially designed fences and wildlife traps, all of which are in constant use protecting and helping to reintroduce the birds that live within. During our walk we saw, amongst others (and other wildlife) Tui, Kaka and Takahe. At night you can visit and find Kiwi! The reason the sanctuary is so important for the area is because the introduction of a number of animals by the early European settlers caused the near-extinction of a huge number of native animals and birds, which places like Zealandia are now trying to protect. It's also home to the pre-historic looking Tuatara lizard, which we spotted in an enclosure!

    We thoroughly enjoyed our walk with Ken and bid him farewell before a final walk through the area before we began the journey 370km north to our next stop, Taupo.

    Phil
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  • Great Lake Taupo

    26 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    For our first day in Taupo it was a beautiful day so we headed to one of New Zealand's most photographed spots, Huka Falls. The area is criss crossed with various walking tracks but with limited time we chose to head straight for the main attraction, the waterfalls themselves. They were only a short 15 minute drive from the centre of town and as we arrived at the car park full of coaches and buses we realised it was going to be busy, and it certainly was.

    A short stroll along a paved path took us to a concrete bridge over the canyon that funnels the water towards the falls at a rate of 220,000 litres per second. Let's just focus on that fact - enough water passes the falls to fill an Olympic swimming pool every ELEVEN SECONDS!! Even with the sound of other visitors the gushing water sounded powerful, and we walked around the falls to a few viewpoints to admire the sheer power of the water that carved it's way through the rockface. From the car park we also found a short walk down a dirt track that led to the other side of the river from where the 100s of tourists were, giving a great view of the incredibly blue coloured water without the crowds!

    We headed back into the town centre for a relaxed light lunch before we walked along the lake's edge to the marina where we boarded Barbary II, the sail boat that would be taking us around the lake for the afternoon. At 40 feet long there was plenty of space for the 16 or so passengers and two crew to move around and once the electric motor had taken us out of the marina the sails were released and the motor switched off, giving us the sound of only the splashing water and wind whipping in the canvas - very serene. Our destination was the far side of the lake and would take us approximately 40 minutes to reach and as we begun the journey the skipper quipped that it was typical of the wind to be against the direction of where we were sailing, however it meant we experienced the boat tacking it's way across the water. As the boat sailed we were free to move about the boat, including right to the pulpit out over the water - cue 'My Heart Will Go On' for our Titanic moment (no icebergs here, thankfully!)

    Our destination was a series of Maori rock carvings that are made into the rocks that rise from the water at the edge of the lake. When we arrived there the water was busy with a number of other boats, many of which were anchored and the passengers had emptied into the water to swim or float about, making it a hard task for the boat to be manouvered close enough for us to get a good look at the carvings, although the skipper managed well. We were disappointed to find that the carvings have very little history, having been carved by some trippy art students in the '70s as a tourist attraction but they were certainly impressive to look at from the water. Moreover, the semi-clad woman standing infront of some of the most impressive of the carvings for the whole 2 minutes the boat was kept infront of the carvings did ruin our view!

    The boat moved a few hundred metres away from the carvings before the skipper hooked a small ladder onto the side of the boat and told us we could swim off the boat. As soon as we were ready we were in - I climbed to the highest part of the bow before jumping in, while Beth chose the not-so-exhilirating climb down the ladder into the cool water. It was really refreshing and the water was so clear, it felt like we could see metres below where we were swimming. We'd have liked longer in the water (than the 5 minutes we had been given) however were called back to the boat by the skipper for the sail back to the marina.

    We hadn't been overwhelmed by Taupo, largely because of a rather tacky, rough feel to the place so we felt happy to be moving on the following day, with only a short journey and plenty of stops on the way so we set off early to make the most of another beautiful summer day.

    Phil
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  • Rotoura & Hobbiton

    26 februari 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    An hour or so north from Taupo is the area of Rotoura, one of the most geothermal areas in the southern hemisphere.
    On our way there we stopped at the famous Wai-o-tapu, a large incredibly active geothermal reserve. You can see all the steam from several miles away. Upon entry you crossed what looked like a normal stream, until you looked closely and saw steam rising from the water. As we ventured in you were greeted with a warning sign explaining how you must stick strictly to the pathways due to all the activity in the ground. We started a walking loop and was met with huge craters, bubbling mud pools, and brightly covered mounds. All of which were very very hot (100 degree plus) and brightly coloured due to the range of minerals produced. Initially busy with tour groups coming to see a geyser go off, thankfully it quietened down so we could explore more leisurely, so we decided to do the extended track and see the whole area. This was definitely worth doing as we saw a variety of other interesting things such as a huge white terrace of silica and the Devils bath - a pool the colour of a green/yellow highlighter pen! This was aptly named as there were lots of dead birds around the edges and in the water. It turns out that they dive down to catch bugs off the water but the fumes of all the natural chemicals kills them! Pretty grim but nature is nature....
    The most impressive were the Champagne pools, named because of the bubble formation from the boiling water, it really does look like champagne bubbles popping up to the surface. It also has a very powerful red rim and is incredible steamy. Overall it is a very atmospheric place.

    Once we left here we drove on around 10 minutes and explored down an unpaved road to a known local spot called Kerosene creek. Down amongst some trees and undergrowth is a large stream with several waterfalls. It looks like any other until you dip your toes in and realise it is like a hot bath (water temp approx 40 degrees). We jumped in and it was a surreal experience, we enjoyed, but as it was a warm day it was a little too much and we didn't stay in long. Having sweat on your brow when in water is too weird! How awesome would this place be to escape to in winter though we thought!?

    On to Rotoura itself we had a cute hostel a short walk from the town centre which suited us perfectly. That evening we ended up in a curry house under a special meal deal, and surprisingly it was just as good if not better than some curries we have had at home. Quite a treat.

    The next day we went to Wahakakarewaka (The living Maori village). That is an active Maori village based on an active geothermal site. It has become quite a tourist attraction now that the entire village runs and seems to enjoy. We had a very funny and informative guide who took us round showing how they use the natural resources, such as cooking in wooden boxes over steaming craters in the ground. They cook everything from meat to fish this way and works like a slow cooker making everything tender, but is much quicker, and all natural from the earth. They also use giant deep boiling pools to which they throw in muslin bags of food on string into the water and can cook things in seconds. Their main pool they don't even know how deep it goes as you can't see the bottom, and scientists couldn't go any deeper then roughly 10 metres or so as the temperature reached 280 degree... remarkable. I was glad there was a barrier!
    After the tour we got to sample sweetcorn cooked in the pool and it was delicious! We also got to see a show, where they were in some traditional dress and performed old tribal songs and of course the Haka dance (the one with the chanting, bulging eyes and sticky out tongue). That dance is as intimating in person as you'd expect, very cool to see live. Back when it was used to scare the enemy at the beginning of battle I really think it would have worked well.
    We then proceeded to try a Hangi pie which is a pie case filled with meat and veg cooked in the steam boxes. Everything was tender and delicious, and I can confirm that although the air stinks of a sulphuric eggy smell the food doesn't have that!

    After an explore around the village on our own we ended reading up on the history of the area and found all the history really interesting, if not sometimes gory. For example did you know that Maori used to cook and eat people in hot pools back in the day? I am happy to say now the village people are very friendly and everyone is safe and welcome!

    From here we drove a short distance to the blue and green lakes. These two lakes are next to each other and are very beautiful. The green lake is very sacred to the Maori people so no one can go in or on it. This is nice so you can really see it's natural state. We did however decide to take a dip in the Blue lake as that is allowed. It was so beautiful, still and crystal clear. Even though not the warmest of waters it was so refreshing being somewhere so pure.

    Around mid afternoon we took some time to rest up back at the hostel. We were both very tired and travelling full time can run you down if you don't stop for a breather now and again we've learnt. Randomly at one point I realised we'd left our water bottles in reception so I dashed in, grabbed them and walked out, only stopping to hear a voice say 'I know you'. I turned round and there was a girl called Nina we'd previously met four weeks back in Cairns on our snorkel trip. What a small world! It does blow my mind these chance encounters and how small the world actually is.

    That evening we'd planned to go to a place called The Polynesian Spa and invited Nina along. After an ice cream stop we arrived. The spa had a variety of hot pools with different temperatures, sizes and chemical properties, all bordering a lake, making it a very attractive place. We arrived a little too late so only saw it in daylight for a short while, however it was very relaxing when dark and with low lighting. Because we were chatting with Nina and trying all the different pools we were there til 11pm and the last people there. Our skin felt amazing! Especially after the nicknamed 'ageless beauty' pool that left a silky smooth texture all over. I'll take more of that daily please!

    The next day we'd planned to go to the Waitomo glow worm caves via a nice walk with a famous blue spring and move on from Rotoura. We managed to make it to the blue spring before the car gave in. The car had been bad for a while making a whurring noise, and having lost all it's power. Finally I called a mechanic and he confirmed that it was only running on three cylinders when it should be six... for someone who knows nothing about cars even I can understand that's not good. We agreed to meet him at his garage after we'd walked to the spring. It was definitely worth going to. It is probably the most beautiful piece of water I've ever seen. Crystal clear yet very blue, full of green water plants flowing in the direction of the current. It's hard to do justice but I'm sure you'll get some indication from the picture. We would have liked longer there but knew we had to sort the car.
    After a lot of messing around, phone calls etc. . We went on to a our airbnb for the night and the rental company brought down a new car that evening and took away our previous one. Immediately although exactly the same car model, it was evident how broken the precious one was when you got behind the wheel of the new car!
    With all of this you may have realised we missed out on the caves. It wasn't a massive disappointment as we'd seen lots of glow worms back in Franz Josef so thankfully don't think we missed out on much.

    We went to bed relieved to have everything sorted and be very to get back on our schedule for the following morning.

    One hour away was our next destination and we arrived at 9am ready for our tour round Hobbiton! As big fans of the Lord of the Rings and Hobbit films we were excited to be on the real life permanent film set for the Shire. Set in a lage acre farm is where they adapted it into the Hobbits Shire village. The sun came out and the place is adorable, with 42 hobbit holes and amazing attention to detail such as mini clothes on washing lines and real vegetables in the patch, it felt magically real. A very picturesque place and instantly recognisable it felt like you'd stepped into their world. We enjoyed all of it and practically expected Bilbo to appear when we passed his front door. We ended the tour in The Green Dragon Inn with a beer and marvelled at the detail of the place. Whether you like the films or not, it was an attractive place to be, but all the more special for it's fantasy feel.

    Beth
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  • The Coromandel Peninsula

    1 mars 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

    After leaving Hobbiton in the late morning we drove for a few hours North towards the Coromandel Peninsula. We stopped for our picnic lunch with a view near to the town of Hikuai, looking down from the mountains to the Pacific Ocean.

    We couldn't stop for too long as we had a schedule to keep to, a rarity for us lately! The reason for this was because we were headed for one of New Zealand's most famous beaches, Cathedral Cove, and we needed to beat the tide. When we arrived in the quaint seaside town of Hahei we found the main car park to be tiny and therefore full, so instead we parked next to the beautiful beach but this meant we had doubled our walk to get to Cathedral Cove! Once we'd set off we realised the longer walk wouldn't be a problem really as the views we were being presented with at every turn along the coastal track were breathtaking, passing three other bays and a peaceful clifftop field dedicated to the memory of lost servicemen and women.

    Once we'd completed the hour-and-a-bit walk we descended a very steep staircase to the soft sand beach and we were greeted by two things: a throng of other visitors who covered every space the cove offered, and the incredible archway that gave the cove it's name. We'd timed our arrival well as it was low tide so we walked through the arch where we could see tide marks a few metres above us with the highest point of the sea-arch about 15m above us!

    The cove also has another small cave that tunnels about 10m into the cliff at beach level which we entered (at high tide it would disappear entirely!) and adjacent to this there is fresh water cascading down from the top of the cliff and it runs down a root system of one of the trees creating a very cool natural shower!

    After we'd enjoyed the sights of the beach we began the walk back along the coast to Hahei - this time it was harder going with more uphill, and in the afternoon heat we began to flag. Fortunately our next stop when we were back at the car was to drive 15 minutes to a beach where nature provides the savvy with a free spa... It's name is Hot Water Beach and that describes it perfectly!

    What you have to do is walk along the sand until you see water bubbling up through the sand - careful though, it'll be hot! This phenomenon occurs because deep below the surface is an aquifer that is so close to where the lava from an old volcano remains super hot, heating the water in the aquifer and it finds an outlet through the sand!

    We arrived and hired a spade from a cafe before crossing a lagoon to the main beach area. Although it wasn't quite the peak time to be visiting (again because of the tide) we could see a throng of people and dug-up sand. As we got closer we immediately saw dozens of people lying in shallow pools of hot water, having dug themselves spa pools right in the middle of the beach! You could divide the pools area roughly into three stretches running from sea to cliff face, with the middle stretch full of empty pools. We didn't understand why so many people would go to all the effort of digging out a few tonnes of heavy, wet sand only to then not relax in the water as a reward - we were happy to do so for them, however as soon as we stood in them we realised just how hot the water was, it practically scalded our feet!

    Presumably it was our comic hot-footed hopping in and out of a few pools that drew the generosity (or pity?) of a couple of guys who offered us their pool as they were leaving. It only took a little digging out to make it deep enough for us both to be able to lie just under the water and it was beautifully warm, just like a hot and sandy bath! As we began to relax into our pool we watched others make the same mistake as us with the super heated pools, and then to find an unused spot to settle in. There were probably nearing 100 pools in the area and all were steaming gently, even though the air felt perfectly fine to be in. It was a truly bizarre experience to be in hot water on a beach, but we really enjoyed our bath!

    I'd gotten quite hot while in the bath so decided to hop into the ocean to cool off, which proved to be very refreshing as the ocean obliged by pummelling me with a handful of waves. I'd read that the beach is amongst the four most deadly beaches to swim off in all of New Zealand, so didn't go much beyond 15m from the tide line when I spotted a big stingray drifting around in the wave a metre or so away from me! It was cool to see but I was out of the water as fast as I could be, much to Beth's entertainment!

    That evening we stopped en-route to our Airbnb at a vineyard known for it's kiwi cider and stone baked pizza. As we sat in their orchard chomping our yummy dinner we enjoyed the shade from the evening sun given to us by a kiwi tree, laden with hundreds of them. A great end to a great day.

    The following morning before we began our journey to Coromandel Town on the West Coast of the peninsula we made a quick detour to the beach that gave the village we had stayed in it's name, Cook's Beach. A stunning stretch of golden sand, running toward the mouth of a river nearby, it was certainly beautiful and also is the location of where Captain Cook observed the transit of mercury, a significant feat for the time.

    After a short walk on the beach we began our drive and as usual found ourselves stopping on the way to take photos, so when we arrived we had a leisurely lunch and look around the town before going down the road to Driving Creek Railway. I seriously doubt any of you will have heard of this train line as it's in the depths of a bush reserve, it's only 3km in length and it's destination is the top of a nearby hill. Doesn't sound too impressive really, but you'd be very wrong to think so. The whole track was laid by hand by a man named Barry Brickell and it took him over 30 years, including building bridges, stations and an incredible hill top tower, named the Eye-Full Tower (get it?)

    The reason the railway came to exist is because Barry was a keen potter and wanted an efficient way to bring clay from further up the hill that he could use in the pottery he established there, so he began recycling old two gauge track, sleepers and carts from the disused mines in the area and it grew and grew, having now carried more than one million passengers! We climbed aboard the tiny train along with another 20 people and the train pulled away, chugging its way slowly up the hillside. It is an incredible feat that Barry made the whole track including the two tunnels and a two story bridge that the train passed along, and it was made yet more impressive by the bush that he has begun to nurture on the land surrounding the track as he planted over 25,000 native trees there to replace the introduced species that he removed from the area! The bush didn't obscure the incredible views all the way out to the coast and the Hauraki Gulf, making for a very picturesque halfway point on our journey before we boarded the train again to descend following the same route in reverse. It had been a great afternoon and demonstrated the motivation of one man but also the great motivation and inspiration that has been given to many people who met and worked with him.

    We left Coromandel town and followed the coastal road to leave the Coromandel peninsula too. Our next stop was New Zealand's capital, Auckland.

    Phil
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  • Aroha Island

    4 mars 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 24 °C

    Driving From Auckland we went straight to our home for the night. The drive was uneventful until we arrived where we drove along a land bridge that cuts it's way through thick mangrove and onto Aroha Island, or Love Island.

    The whole island is a nature reserve with fantastic bird life and we were staying in Fantail Cottage and it didn't take long before we could see it's namesake in the surrounding bush. There was no noise other than the occasional car arriving and half a dozen birds singing to each other which was entirely different from our experience of Auckland just a few hours before. The cottage itself is stunning, set amongst quiet bush with half a dozen well kept garden areas to sit in and enjoy the tranquillity. Inside it is a mini-apartment and the quality and space it offered was a real treat for us.

    After relaxing for a while we ate dinner in the sunny garden, before following a dirt track to circumnavigate the island in an hour. We saw the beach, mangroves but best of all was the bush where I spotted a Morepork Owl. It was still light but wasn't phased by this despite being nocturnal and it came within metres of us, sitting on nearby branches to watch us as inquisitively as we were watching it (except that we couldn't twist our heads like it did!)

    This was a great experience and prepared us well for the main reason we'd gone to the island. At night, with the aide of a red-lit torch, it's possible to watch the wild kiwi bird that live on the island. We geared ourselves up and headed out and within half an hour we'd followed one's call to a section of the forest where one had been seen by another guest on the island. It was now pitch black and we could hear shuffling in the undergrowth that sounded like it was directly in front of us, so we followed the noise and tried to see the kiwi causing it using our red-light, but five minutes passed and the bird had disappeared. We weren't ready to give up just yet so continued our search and we had another close encounter, but still couldn't see the bird unfortunately. By this point we'd been walking the island looking for the kiwi for nearly three hours and they were likely settling for the night so we decided to do the same. We were disappointed to have not seen a kiwi at all in New Zealand but given the difficulty to find them it wasn't surprising.

    Waking up the next morning in our beautiful cottage to the sound of birdsong was a great start and after breakfast outside we walked to the beach again where the tide was still far out, but seeing it in the daylight again confirmed how beautiful the island is. We didn't feel ready to leave but did so to visit the Sunday Farmer's market in Keri Keri. We'd been led to believe it was sizeable but actually only had half a dozen stalls selling local produce so instead we chose to visit a few of the cottage industries that the area is home to.

    Woodworking was the main craft of the area but we spent most time at Makana, a chocolate factory and cafe. Beth didn't struggle to find things she liked here and after we'd both sampled the chocolate and numerous gelato on offer we made our choices and enjoyed! "Some of the best chocolate I've ever had!"

    Feeling the need to burn off our chocolate-fix we went to the nearby Haruru Falls for a walk along the riverside track there that led us to a great view up the river to the waterfalls. It was a sunny afternoon so it was perfect to be somewhere so picturesque.

    Once we'd gotten back to the car we drove the little distance further onto the seaside town of Paihia.

    Phil
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  • Bay of Islands Part One

    5 mars 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    Our final destination in New Zealand was Northland, home to some of the country's most sparsely populated land, a huge variety of landscapes and very varied weather!

    We arrived into the seaside town of Paihia in the early afternoon after a short 30 minute drive from Aroha Island. After checking into what turned out to be our best hostel of the whole trip (Saltwater Lodge, if you're curious) we walked to a bar round the corner on the seafront where they had great live music as we ate a delicious meal, before a swim in the very-salty ocean off of the beach. It made for a very relaxed afternoon and a good introduction to the town.

    At 10am on Monday morning we were aboard ZigZag, a 65ft double hulled catamaran that was gliding away from the marina area in Paihia to take us for our day trip into the Bay Of Islands. As we began sailing out of the harbour we stopped briefly at another seaside town named Russell to collect the remaining passengers then we were out into the ocean dotted with hundreds of islands, all of varying sizes. Very shortly after we left ZigZag was steered toward a group of other larger boats, which was weird considering how empty the area was. As we got closer though it became clear what the Skipper was doing - there was a group of bottle nosed dolphins swimming in the water and the boats offered dolphin watching experiences!

    When we were close to the dolphins a few appeared right next to the submerged part of the boat and continued to swim right below where we were sat over the water and they swam with the boat for about 10 minutes, jumping out and spraying us from their blowholes - it was incredible to see them so close! The Skipper later told me that the boat isn't licensed to follow the dolphins like the other boats do, which is why we hadn't been told that it might have happened, and the reason the dolphins followed for so long was because of the bulbous-shape of the front of the boat that sits just below the water level, it looks almost like a dolphin! Apparently the dolphins following ZigZag really annoys the other companies who offer tours to see them, but we were glad of it!

    An hour and a half or so after we left Paihia we arrived at our first island of the day, named Robertson Island. We were taken ashore on their dingy where we climbed a few hundred steps to a lookout atop the island's largest hill, which gave panoramic views of the whole area of Bays. It was on that spot that Captain Cook gave the area it's (rather creative...) name, the Bay of Islands. It was really beautiful up there. The island itself got it's name from a European family who owned the island at one stage, until they were murdered as revenge for slighting their killer, a Maori servant. For his crime, he became the first executed person in New Zealand...morbid!

    Anyway, we walked about the beach a little and then swam off the boat for about 10 minutes before everyone was called back to the boat to continue our journey on to the next stop of the day. The 90 minute cruise to the next stop was breathtaking with green islands dotted everywhere, some big and some small but all surrounded by clear, deep blue water. We relaxed on the deck and enjoyed a light snack, arriving at a second beautiful island where we would spend the afternoon.

    Our group of 30 were served a buffet lunch that included green lipped mussels in a spicy sauce, freshly baked focaccia bread, saucy chicken wings, salads...it was plentiful and delicious, giving us energy for the snorkelling we would be doing next. About 20 metres from the boat was a large area of reef and although there wasn't a great deal of sea life there it was enjoyable being in the water. We also swam over to the beach and found a few beautiful shells, mementos of the area. Sadly they fell from my pocket while swimming back to boat, so I swam from the boat again and collected some others! The beach and a few metres out was covered with so many nice ones. There were also A LOT of sea urchins, which we gave a wide berth until we got back onto the boat to find the deck hand had collected half a dozen of them and was proceeding to break them open and eat them! Well not quite them actually, it was the caviar-like eggs inside she was after. When offered to try it too we both said yes, although it isn't an experience I'd recommend. It's very salty, oily and slimy!

    By now it was getting late in the afternoon so the boat cruised back to Paihia while we enjoyed the surrounding beauty and chatted with some of the other guests. It was a brilliant day and had been sunny and the water calm all day, just perfect.

    Phil
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  • Bay of Islands Part Two

    8 mars 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ 🌧 24 °C

    The following morning at 7.30am we were picked up in a souped-up coach for a tour to one of the most Northerly points in New Zealand. The day involved a lot of driving given the distances involved, however the things we got to experience made it very-much worthwhile going.

    On our way North we stopped at a cafe and woodwork salesroom, the focal point of which is a 40,000 year old Kauri tree so large it has been carved into a staircase that spirals up INSIDE the trunk! Way-back-when it fell into a swamp and was preserved until it's recent discovery. To remove it from the ground it had to be cut from it's original 130 tonne weight to the more manageable 110 tonnes...simply incredible to see.

    We continued to follow Highway 1 north and the second experience of the day was driving along the 'highway' when it turns into a beach. Confused? You'd be right to be, as the road actually is on the beach named 90 mile beach and we were driven along it in the coach - it became clear why it was so heavily modified, as driving along the beach required it. We stopped briefly to have an explore before continuing a few miles further along the 57mile long stretch of sand. "But why is it called 90 mile beach then?" we asked our guide Tip. Australia has a beach called 90 mile beach so New Zealand wanted one too!

    The highway worked it's way back in land and we arrived at our cafe lunch spot at 11.30 only to find that their supply delivery was a day late so they couldn't cook us anything! Tip shrugged and said we'd come back later with some shuffling of the schedule, seeming entirely used to the situation - it seems it's a normal occurrence for Northlanders (it is VERY remote there after all!)

    A short drive away took us to the main activity of the tour and the one we were looking forward to most. The coach began to drive through very different terrain with less trees and very empty land, then out of nowhere appears sand dunes 30-40 metres high, stretching for as far as we could see. Tip explained that the theory is that there was a HUGE tsunami which dramatically flattened most of the area and also dumped all the sand there, leaving what's now known as the Te Paki sand dunes and we were there to sand-board down them!

    As we were given our quick safety talk and then the boards were handed out another tour group whizzed down the largest dune behind us, screaming and shouting - they were going fast and it looked awesome! The rain had stopped at this point however the wind was blowing sideways across the dunes and this lifted a mist of sand, giving it the feel of being in the middle of a desert. While this looked cool it wasn't great when we began climbing the first of two dunes we rode, which we discovered very quickly was EXHAUSTING! Imagine walking on soft sand on a beach, while climbing a few hundred stairs, while being whipped in the face with sand and the board you're carrying under an arm is catching the wind like a sail...it was quite hard going but when we made it to the top the view of the other dunes and back down to the bus was impressive and then it was time to lie down on our boards and enjoy the ride.

    Beth was first and disappeared down the slope fast, digging her toes into the sand as the way of braking. We'd been told we could lift our feet up instead if we wanted to go even faster but when it was my turn I didn't feel the need to try this first time round, but still I was carried down the dune fast enough to glide over the shallow water at the bottom of the dune that was 10m wide! It was exhilarating but only lasted a few seconds, then we were back climbing the dune and this time aiming for the adjacent, larger one. We had another couple of runs on the larger dune as it was great fun and then it was time to continue onwards with the tour.

    Another hour's drive north took us as far as the coach could go, to Cape Reigna. It had been a grey day up to this point but by now a full blown cyclone had settled in. We battled our way to the Lighthouse which is sat just 100 metres from the cliffs that appear between the Tasman Sea and South Pacific Ocean. Looking out to where they met we could see the waves flowing in both directions, left and right, which was a unique experience for us and to be able to see two different coloured oceans next to each other was amazing. We were soaked through by now so climbed back into the coach where we were driven back to the cafe for our lunch, which we chomped hungrily!

    It turned into a very late lunch so once we'd eaten it was time to begin the drive south back to Paihia which took a couple of hours and we needed the rest as it had been a busy and very fun day!

    Day three arrived and we were woken early with a phone call from the company we were due to be doing an activity with - they were pushing us back a couple of hours, hoping that the approaching cyclone would ease enough for us to be able to get out onto the water of the bay. This was absolutely fine with us, so at 11am we were at the marina and our boat began to pull away into the bay (before the storm really hit) as we were going parasailing!

    We were the second couple to go up and once we were geared up the staff strapped us into a harness and onto the sail that was flying behind the boat. 30 seconds later we were 2000 feet above the islands, with only the sound of the wind and a gentle whir of the boat far below us! To be honest, this was an experience too far out of Beth's comfort zone and she didn't enjoy it, particularly when gusts of wind caught in the sail and jerked us off to one side. It still felt safe to me, and I enjoyed the experience although it was very different to paragliding. We also had a very different perspective of the area, and it really is beautiful there.

    A few other groups went up into the air and an hour or so after we'd had our turn we were arriving back into port where we drove ourselves promptly to Northland's premier vineyard, Ake Ake (meaning dig dig). After sampling half a dozen wines we selected our favourites and then settled for a delicious lunch of New Zealand lamb, accompanied by the best wine we've tried on our trip. Our table faced out over a field of vines laid out in perfect rows, all laden with heavy bunches of deep red grapes, and once we'd finished our lunch and Beth had recovered from the trauma of the parasailing we strolled around the vineyard, which was very peaceful.

    A short drive away took us back to Makana in Keri Keri where we enjoyed a balanced dessert of chocolate molten cake with a dollop of chocolate truffle gelato, chocolate-y enough for Beth!

    By the time we were back in Paihia the storm had arrived so our final evening there was a quiet one and the following morning was grey and incredibly wet but this was fine for what we had planned. A 7 hour journey in the day would take us through one of the last surviving remnants of the Kauri forest that New Zealand was covered in before the arrival of the Europeans, and then onto Auckland for our last night in the country.

    We stopped at a few different areas of the forest, the first being to see 'The Father of the Forest' which is the largest tree either of us have ever seen, standing at 60m high and 17m across. It sounds like I'm exaggerating but at 2000 years old this tree has had plenty of time to grow. The walk to it was through dense forest with other beautiful Kauri trees everywhere, easily recognised by their rich brown colour and ruler straight trunk. We continued to visit 'The Four Sisters', four trees all sharing the same massive root system and with a canopy that shaded the entire viewing area walkway around them. Our final stop was to see 'The Lord of the Forest' which is smaller than the Father but the oldest living Kauri, at 3000 years old. All of the trees have Maori names and their lives and importance are remembered through tales that are told through the generations, giving them all great importance to Maori people. We'd been blown away by the experience of walking through the different areas of the forest and left when we did only to continue to Auckland, arriving just as the sun set.

    Northland had given us some of our favourite experiences of the North Island and the extra travelling had been well worth it to go there.

    Phil
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  • Auckland

    9 mars 2017, Nya Zeeland ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    On our way to the Bay of Islands was our first taste of the main city Auckland. Immediately greeted with more residential areas we sensed it was going to be a busy place. We'd chosen to stay just outside the centre in a place called Parnell for the night.
    We got lucky with parking and moved into our hostel. Interestingly, although somewhat run down you could tell that it was once a grand mansion, with a large wooden staircase and attractive balcony area. Upon reading some information on the walls it turns it this was once the summer palace for the Queen of Tonga! There were even photos of her together with a young Queen Liz. We could only imagine how that place would have looked in its heyday.

    Up early we drove to Mount Eden and climbed to the top. This mountain is right in the centre of the city and a great escape from city chaos. At the top you are greeted by a 360 degree view all the way out to sea. The sky tower dominating the one side it is a fabulous city view, which is thoroughly enjoyed in such a quiet recreational setting. Interestingly there is also a very large crater which was previously a small volanco that a long time ago caved in on itself. That was also cool to see. We enjoyed our visit here and would definitely recommend if you're ever passing through Auckland to make the walk to the top.

    Content with what we'd seen of the city so far we headed up north.

    Our second visit to Auckland was for the final night in New Zealand and unfortunately was not so pleasant. We'd booked a different hostel in a different area called Ponsonby, a supposedly trendy area.
    Our hostel can only be described as a shack. It was absolutely filthy inside with stained pillowcases, dust over everything and even a previous guest's manky towel left out. Also none of the plug sockets worked. At that stage I called the "manager" on this phone that was available. After waiting for ages and some other sagas she eventually replaced my pillow and ran an extension lead into our room. We practically ran out of there for dinner and were keen to stay out. After a delicious Vietnamese meal and an explore of the rather hipster area we retreated back to that horrible hostel. We stayed up awhile catching up on WiFi and some jobs, to only notice at 11pm when getting ready to sleep a large bug on the bed. We squished it and it created a pool of blood, horrified we noticed more bugs, smaller this time but many more and they squished in the same way. I looked at the mattress and checked online only to confirm my worst fears... bed bugs! Having met someone on a previous trip who had slept in a bed with these awful creatures we were unwilling to risk it. Of course unable to get hold of anyone, at midnight we found ourselves in our car for the night.
    To say it was stressful and one of the worst nights sleep we've ever had is potentially an understatement. What a way to spend your last night in a country!

    Beth
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  • Fiji

    13 mars 2017, Fiji ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    We arrived late into Fiji so crashed out into a hotel. Up early we got a shuttle to the marina at 8:30am ready to take us to Waya island where we would be spending our time in Fiji.
    This was our first experience of the famous 'Fiji' time, which means there is a seclude but things happen when they happen. The locals are very leisurely and insist on you chilling out and being the same.
    We got on the resorts supply boat and settled for the 1.5 hour spend boat ride there. Instantly the water colour changed to a stunning blue and islands of all shapes and sizes we passed, often completely empty and unspoilt. I feel asleep after a while and only awoke as we circled our island and started coming into the bay. As we got closer the water colour changed again to a stunning turquoise then completely clear, and you could see heaps of coral underneath you. As we drifted closer I saw some people on the beach and heard the sound of ukuleles and singing. A group of the staff were there with a greeting song and all wished us a big 'Bula' (hello) as we walked up the soft sand. A welcome cocktail also awaited. What a start!

    The resort was beautiful, and very quickly we were shown to our beachfront bure which was out of this world. Along with it's own private lounger deck practically over the sea, the mini villa was beautiful. All the mod cons too with air con, mini bar and even an open roofed shower! We knew we'd made the right choice with this place (and was chuffed with our free upgrade).

    The resort had a whole range of activities on a daily schedule which we were excited to try, but first we took advantage of one of the biggest draws of the place... being able to snorkel right off the beach into a fantastic coral reef. We hired the equipment for the whole stay and plunged straight in. Obviously we've snorkeled in Australia and New Zealand but this was some of the best yet. We were still seeing new bright fish we'd never seen before and bright alive coral. It proved to be different and exciting every time, and we snorkeled at least twice a day everyday! We'd heard you could see turtles too so on some advice we got up at 6am and ventured out. No turtles that morning but we saw an unbelievable sunrise of a stunning pink sky, and what felt like the whole sea to ourselves and silent. That early morning we took advantage of free yoga at 7:30am on a beach view deck. We felt good by breakfast!
    We also ventured the same day on a 'night snorkel' off the beach. We went with a guide and we each had a big underwater torch and off we went to see animals that only come out at night. Every 5 minutes we were finding something new including rock crabs, lobsters, porcupine fish, sea hares and much more! We also saw squid, with neon colours pulsating down their bodies as they swam, incredible! As I followed a smaller squid, a larger one appeared, which was swiftly snatched by a big fish right in front of me. It was so quick I barely reacted but how cool to see. Sorry squid. That snorkel was definitely a highlight and very different experience.

    Another time we actually left our reef and went on a boat to another one and did a deeper snorkel where we saw squid in the day too. The water visability however changed so we got taken to a different location. I was first in the water and immediately my skin felt tingly, but I ignored it. Phil swiftly followed and almost immediately shouted 'reef shark'. I stuck my head in the water but it was gone. Phil was a little freaked as he said he was really big, but was clearly terrified of us as it was gone in a flash. I kind of wanted to have seen it, but equally that may have freaked me out just as much. We swam on and I mentioned my skin to Phil as it felt worse and he said the same, then another girl mentioned it. Truthfully it felt like jellyfish stings but we couldn't see anything. After a very short while we decided to get out as it wasn't right. Sure enough a few of us had clear red lines on our body.
    Once we got back we spoke to management, had a hot shower and got some vinegar which sorted it out (thank god). Turns out they think it was 'sea lice' which is essentially baby jellyfish. That isn't an area they normally go to so don't think they'll return. Thankfully it wasn't too bad for us either! You never know what will be in the sea I suppose...
    Our final snorkel trip off the resort reef however made up for it. On our penultimate morning we jumped out of bed feeling pumped for a snorkel before breakfast. The tide was high and we were the only ones out there, we went to the furthest we'd been away on the reef then suddenly Phil shouts 'turtle' and there it was. A small one, maybe the size of a dinner plate swimming gracefully near the ocean floor. We followed it, trying to keep some distance as it clearly felt our presence. It swam pretty fast but with fins we kept up and it glided up to the surface for air, we had a great view at this point and was incredible to see it thrust itself above the waters surface. Once back under though it blasted out into open ocean and we let it be. We were chuffed with that.
    Finally at the end of the day we did some fish feeding which was very cool to have colourful fish surrounding you. It's official.... we love to snorkel!

    We did a whole other variety of activities while we were there. One of the first being to visit the local villages church service on Sunday morning, which we were kindly invited to. There was a little bit of drama as we arrived where one of the other guests fainted in the heat. I was the only one with any first aid experience so was able to help her thankfully. First time I've ever used it but made a big difference and we sorted her out. Once she was OK and someone from the resort came to get her, I snuck back into the service and was greeted by unbelievable singing. The whole service was in Fijian, although the pastor occasionally used English with us which was very nice of him. The singing was stunning though, beautiful harmonies that I'll never forget.

    Another day we went to a different village on the island which is where the boarding school is. On arrival they put on some adorable performances of singing and dancing, then we got to mingle and they showed us around the school. To say they were excited was an understatement. We were surrounded by children who wanted to be in photos, ask questions, hug, play, everything. They were so adorable I didn't know what to do first. We practised some English, they gave us a tour of their school and some of the recent damage by the storm Winston. It was all very humbling. I could have stayed there much longer. A really wonderful experience and they made me smile the whole time. If only children across the world appreciated their education and each other like these children did...

    While at the resort we tried some of the
    other cultural experiences form jewellery making (but I've since lost my necklace!) Learnt how to make roti breads, and had lots of local cuisine and massages. The food was to die for with lots of fresh fish and coconut based sauces and desserts.

    We actually tried our hand at catching some fish the traditional way by handline fishing. This is much harder than it looks! You drop a line down deep in the water, with a hook and bait on the end. Once you feel the tugging you need to flip the line a certain way to catch the hook on the fish to reel it in. This was the hardest bit which none of us seemed to master. At one point Phil was convinced he had and started pulling in the line. We were all cheering and suddenly he pulled up a big bit of coral attached to the hook. The fisherman screamed 'CORALFISH' and we all burst out laughing. Poor Phil. Clearly something that takes a lot of practise.

    Beyond the activities the place was so beautiful and it is literally one of the most stunning places I've ever been. I couldn't get over opening the door of our bure and seeing the gorgeous sand and sea, often with butterflies swirling round and landing on me, and hearing the waves crash gently day and night. The atmosphere was so relaxed and we did definitely ease into Fiji time. It was a complete break away from the world and we both felt this is what paradise means.

    Beth
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  • LA - Part 1

    16 mars 2017, Förenta staterna ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    After frankly a horrendous journey, it was made all the worst by the ludicrous customs saga at LAX. When you've been travelling for nearly 35 hours, you don't appreciate watching all the passport officers going on their breaks after you've been standing in the same queue for 2 hours.. yep 2 hours. Along with other frustrations this is not a great welcome to the country.
    Anyway we got through, got a bus and picked up a rather snazzy rental car. Due to the excessive waiting time at the airport however we would now be venturing out on to LA roads in rush hour. I must say well done to Phil for coping with the aggressive driving which is probably natural for such a competitive city. It took us an hour to get to our airbnb host and once we got there we needed a lie down and a stiff drink. I had sadly been unwell on our travel day from Fiji which made the travelling all the worst so I was pretty dead on arrival, so Phil kindly went out and got a nearby takeaway Thai meal then we had an early night to catch up on some sleep.

    The next day we got up at 6am to get out for breakfast and beat some traffic before heading for a day at Universal Studios. This was Phils first American diner experience and we went to the popular Dennys chain and had an absolute feast. This set us up well for our arrival at the studios for 8am when it opened. The atmosphere was exciting as we walked down their famous citywalk and entered the park. Upon entry we had a little drama which was pretty random but hilarious. They have strict security just like at an airport with metal detector walkways. We put our bag through the conveyer and I strolled through. I suddenly saw the security guy reading the screen intensely and he grabbed a colleague who also looked closely. They hurriedly put our bag through and roughly stopped Phil as he walked through, even physically putting his hand on Phil's chest. They eagerly opened the bag and as they were searching he exclaimed in a strong American accent "have you brought your pepper spray in here sir!?" To which I practically snorted into my drink. I had to turn my back as I know giggling at security in the US does not go down well. Honestly pepper spray!? Yeah like we'd even own that... it was a mini aerosol mosquito repellent by the way.

    Once in after this we laughed our way straight to the Studio tour to go see where the movies are made. This was very fun and included some awesome simulator rides where it really feels you're in the jurassic park and fast and furious films. We went on to try all the rides at the park, although a few only Phil went on as they were more like roller coasters and not my sort of thing, but he enjoyed. We also watched several very entertaining shows and interactive exhibits/characters. As a conclusion to the day we'd purposely waited to go onto the Wizarding World Of Harry Potter. By now it was quieter and we wandered down the authentic snow covered streets towards the towering Hogwarts castle which you can see across LA. The details of the place were amazing and it genuinely felt like you'd stepped into that magical world. We enjoyed exploring the different stores like Olivanders wand shop.

    We went inside the castle where there is the main attraction, a ride that takes you from up inside the castle and all through it on a 3D simulator experience unlike any other. I must say the ride was amazing. You were strapped in like a rollercoaster and essentially sat on top of a robot arm which moved you around to match the moving 3D models or moving screens that made you feel like you were there. At times you were being thrown backwards to avoid a physical arm of the whomping willow, to flying across a quiddich field as if on a broomstick. It is without question the best ride I've ever been on, and yes we went straight back into the queue to ride it again!
    As the day came to a close we had dinner on the site walk at Bubba shrimps (themed from the movie Forest Gump) which concluded a very fun first day.

    The next day we got even more touristy and ventured down to Hollywood Boulevard. Our first stop being the Hollywood Museum set in one of the oldest buildings in LA, the original MAC makeup studios built in 1931. Here is where all the glamorous movie stars came including Marilyn Monroe to have their hair and make up done. It also housed many original costumes and props including the original ruby slippers from the Wizard of Oz. There was also a monsters exhibit in the basement (where else!?) That had some very cool things including Star Wars C3PO robot costume.
    After this we wandered awhile down the walk of fame and of course stopped at the Chinese theatre to check out the famous hand and shoe prints. Phil was excited that his feet matched Will Smiths!
    Not long after this we were booked on a celebrity homes tour as we had it included in a special pass we'd brought. As we waited we popped into the neighbouring chocolate shop and indulged on a big sundae as we waited.
    Shortly we were on the bus and heading up into the Hollywood hills and saw the glimpse of the famous sign. Then we went up Mulholland drive and saw unbelievable homes from Sylvester Stallones mansion and lagoon pool, to Christina Aguilera frankly rather ugly mansion with private bowling alley. The list would go on and on and they were all spread across the hillsides. On from here we went through Bel Air and Beverly Hills, where again the list of celebs could go on and on. We found we were far much interested in seeing the properties than who lived in them. All the same interesting to see. After two hours and having seen all those different areas we arrived back onto Hollywood boulevard.
    From here, as it was included in our entry cards we popped into Madame Tussauds for some sillyness. We had a lot of fun posing next to all the celebrities, my favourite probably being John Travolta from his Grease days, I even got the pink ladies jacket on! After here we ended the day with some hot dogs from a local street store and headed home. Can't get more touristy really right!?

    To be continued in Part 2....
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  • LA - Part 2

    18 mars 2017, Förenta staterna ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    The next day we slept in a little, had a cuddle with three adorable cats living at our airbnb host house, then headed out to the Warner Brothers studio for a tour around their famous studio sets. On arrival we saw a short film that really highlighted to us how many films they've done or been involved with, including most huge franchises you can think of as well as huge classics like Gone With The Wind. Excited to see where some of these legendary films have been made we jumped into a large golf caddy type vehicle and went around their studios. They have the largest indoor sound stage in America (including a giant plunge pool under the floor, used from films like The Perfect Storm). As well as the largest outdoor film set which includes a lagoon. This outdoor set is nearly always used or hired out to the other production studios such as Universal. They also have a huge 'town' and different old fashioned New York style streets used for everything from musicals to Batman!
    The current town I instantly recognised as it's just been used for one of my current favourite shows, Pretty Little Liars, and had all the current name signs up, which was cool to see. The tour included going through other current sets too like the cafe from La La Land, as well as the live set for the Big Bang Theory who are still filming.
    We stopped at their onside museum which mainly housed Harry Potter original props (especially Fantastic Beasts) and Marvel props (including Supermans suit). Another stop included their prop warehouse which houses over a million props which was awesome, but god knows how they find anything. The warehouse also had it's own area for all the Batmobiles - yes all the Batman vehicles are real and driveable! Safe to say all the men on the tour were in their element here.
    Finally the tour ended with a combination building of original sets and special effects/tech examples to show you the magic behind the movies. This was all really engaging and with great excitement I can say we actually sat in the original Friends Central Perk set and on their sofa! We also got to play with 'forced perspective' - have a look at the photo for what happened!
    In conclusion it was an excellent tour and we enjoyed hearing and seeing so much behind the scenes info.

    From here we went to an unusual sight, the Tar Pits. See it is exactly as the name suggests... a load of Tar Pits. In the middle of urban LA there is an area of land where tar bubbles up from the centre of the earth in large pits. Back in the 1900s randomly some people excavated one site, and was amazed to discover that the tar perfectly preserved anything that had fallen into it once upon a time. This included sabre tooth tigers and fully grown woolly mammoths from before the ice age!! Absolutely unbelievable. We went inside the associated museum on arrival and saw full skeletons that had been discovered, with such a level of preservation they found a piece of plant food in one animals teeth from it's last meal. Incredibly in one pit they were finding hundreds of tigers, mammoths, birds and wolves. It was remarkable and some of the best examples of full skeletons in the world. Even now they are still excavating pits, one of which is open and you can see bones prutruding from the black mass of tar. We were truly fascinated by this unique place.

    Now first thing that morning Phil had made an amazing discovery, one of his favourite bands who he'd wanted to see for a long time were doing their final farewell tour before ending (Yellowcard). We were missing it due to this trip, however he discovered (and nearly fell out of bed with excitement) that they were playing in LA, that very night. Of course we had to go and thankfully there were tickets. The gig venue was by the Staples centre and not far from the tar pits so we had a little car nap, then went for a very nice meal by the intimate venue. We had a fantastic view and it was quite the rock concert and Phil was buzzing. The one song I knew was great at the end! But it was a great concert and they played all Phils favourite songs so that was brilliant and very special.

    The following day it was my turn for something special. We'd booked tickets for the El Capitan theatre to see the new Beauty and the Beast movie. Not only was it showing the new film it had all the props and costumes from the movie, as well as a special musical opening and swarovski crystal curtain. The only word I can use is magical... absolutely magical! The film I adored and the atmosphere was great. Before this we had a proper steak dinner at Hard Rock Cafe over the road, so Phil and I were in a bit of a food coma for the film, but we both thankfully got so absorbed by the film we didn't have a sugar crash.
    To conclude the day we had to return the car and head towards the airport ready for our night flight. But we popped via Santa Monica beach on our way and caught a fairly nice sunset and saw the famous pier. What a way to end our LA adventure, full of food, landmarks and movie magic.

    Beth
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  • Antigua

    22 mars 2017, Guatemala ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    On arrival into Guatemala City airport at 5.15am we both agreed that in hindsight doing yet another overnight flight was a mistake. We staggered our way through the customs and immigration process, which after the US seemed a breeze but that's largely due to the fact that every form and check point we went through the officers seemed just as half-asleep as we did! As we climbed into a shuttle bus to take us to Antigua the sun was appearing and as we drove out of the smoggy, traffic clogged roads of Guatemala City we got our first taste of the countryside - it's naturally very beautiful!

    An hour later we arrived into Antigua, a town of approximately 35,000 people with cobbled streets, rows of pastel coloured buildings and more churches, convents, parks and squares than you can shake a tortilla at! Even in the short drive through the town to our hotel we both agreed the town is every bit as beautiful as we'd been told and read about in blogs, guidebooks and tourist magazines. We were excited to explore it, but first we needed sleep!

    Fast forward to midday and still bleary eyed we went for a walk, passing through the cobbled lanes and under Arco de Santa Catalina (an arch that passes over the road, built so the nuns of the convent could cross without being seen by the public!) before we arrived at Parque Central. Here there were dozens of locals chatting on benches in the shade of the blossom-filled trees with the splashing of the fountain in the background. It's a really beautiful place and is ringed with governmental buildings, not that you'd recognise them as such. We took a staircase up to a balcony of the city hall which gave a brilliant view of the square, through the arched walkway.

    Having explored some more of the centre we stopped for lunch in a quaint restaurant that we believe either doubled as a shop, or it was a shop before becoming a restaurant - our Spanish isn't good enough yet to ask or figure it out! We had a good surprise in the menu and couldn't not order the cheese fondue, which it turns out is sold everywhere and is amazing! For dessert we crossed the street to Chocomuseo (no prizes for guessing their specialty) where we had brownie, local coffee and a DIY hot chocolate while sitting in their shaded courtyard. It was a good place to relax and we enjoyed a couple of hours there, before we made for the roof terrace of our hotel to watch the sunset. Sadly it began to rain so the sunset wasn't really to be, and I was feeling very rundown with man flu so we called it a night.

    The following morning after a light breakfast we went back to Chocomuseo for their discovery class. Our tutor, Edwin, began with teaching us the history of cacao, from the Mayan era right up to the 19th century European adaptation that is what we would now recognise as chocolate. This background set us up well for what we'd be doing next, which was to prepare locally grown cacao beans and then to create three drinks from it. First we roasted the beans over fire on a comal, a round clay disk which is more commonly used to cook tortilla. By hand we then removed the husks which is best compared to removing peanuts from their shells - these were then added to boiling water to create a simple cacao tea, which whilst bitter, tasted great and had the aftertaste you get from dark chocolate.

    The second drink we made used the cacao beans which we ground using a mortar and pestle. Edwin gave commentary to the race between our group, and with his expertise his water the smoothest by far although Beth's was also pretty good! A reward for the hard work was a sample of a few of the chocolates their chefs had made - delicious! All of our cacao pastes were added together and rolled into a small log like shape. Edwin explained that when famous conquistador Herman Cortez arrived into Mayan lands he was presented with something similar to what we had just created, as cacao was a very valuable commodity (1 bean = 1 tomato, 3 = 1 small rabbit, 10 = the service of a lady-of-the-night). Cortez refused the gift however, as the cacao looks a lot like an animal's poo! The Mayan's would also add blood to their chocolatey drinks as part of ceremonies - no thanks!

    Anyway this didn't put us off and it was added to hot water, then cinnamon, star anise, cardamom, chilli powder and pepper were added to it to create the drink that all Mayan people enjoyed. Even with all the spices the overriding taste was of chocolate, with a very definite spicy aftertaste. It was very tasty, but the third drink was our favourite as this was simply cacao paste combined with hot milk, water and sugar - European style hot chocolate. An important part of the process for this was to froth it up using a wooden whisk-whisk like instrument that is spun between the palms of your hands, which was good fun.

    Finally we used melted chocolate to create our own chocolates, adding to it caramelised orange peel, Oreo, cacao nibs and other tasty additions. An hour in the fridge and the chocolates were ready, Beth's smiley faces and my pineapple, strawberry and apple shapes. They're all delicious and look professional, of course, although they taste entirely different to European style chocolate as there is very little sugar and milk in it! Interestingly we learnt that white chocolate contains only cocoa butter and no cacao, so technically it's not chocolate at all!

    We spent the afternoon exploring more of the town as even just walking down their 'normal streets' was an experience in itself. We discovered another couple of squares where locals were meeting to relax, chat and enjoy food from carts that set up from the mid-afternoon onwards. Dusk was clear skied so we sat on the roof terrace, with the colourful town feeling very small when we looked out at the volcanoes that ring the town. The sky changed colour through a palette of oranges, reds and purples before the town began to light up welcoming our final night in the town. A short walk from the hotel took us to the courtyard of a restaurant that was lowly lit by lanterns and candles, with hundreds of flowers in thick garlands overhead. The ambience was great, but the food wasn't however. We've learnt very quickly that a strong Spanish vocabulary is needed as English is very limited and this meant the Guatemalan dishes we ordered tasted unusual to us and we're still not entirely certain what it was we ate!

    We'd still enjoyed our final evening in our first Guatemalan town and the next day as our shuttle bus arrived to pick us up we didn't quite feel ready to leave Antigua, but partly that's due to the bumpy journey ahead of us!

    Phil
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  • Lake Atitlan

    24 mars 2017, Guatemala ⋅ ☀️ 26 °C

    A two and a half hour bumpy drive from Antigua is Panajachel, one of the main towns that surrounds Lake Atitlan. This lake is actually a giant volanic crater that has since filled with water and is surrounded by other surviving volancos. Around the lake are many towns, many traditional Mayan towns that have been there for hundreds of years. Of course they develop and change, especially to welcome tourists. However they still have a lot of locals who still wear traditional clothing and hold that original lifestyle.
    We arrived in Pana around 4pm and after checking into our hotel went for a walk to the lakes edge to check out the view. Rather misty now but still very impressive. We ended up having a delicious early dinner and booking onto a tour for the following day to go around some of the towns on the lake.

    The following day we were on the water at 8am and enjoying a beautiful clear and still morning. Our first stop was San Marcos. An adorable small town full of yoga, massages, alternative medicine and vegetarian cafes. We loved the vibe. We had a very tasty and healthy breakfast in a secluded garden and enjoyed a wander around. We felt we could have definitely had more time there.

    Our next stop was San Juan, a small steep town full of local artists and handicraft merchants. Safe to say we got a few souvenirs! We loved the vibe here which was friendly and relaxed.

    Next stop was San Pedro, or rather the party town where a lot of backpackers go. Although there was some fun bars and cafes with cracking waterside views there wasn't much else to see in the time we were there, and we found it dramatically more manic in vibe. Maybe with more time we would have found more hidden gems.

    Our next stop was a town called San Atitlan and the biggest on the lake. This also had a steep walk up to the centre which we clambered up. We'd clearly arrived at prime market time and navigated our way through the vibrant street stalls and madness. We heard the sound of drums and appeared out into the main square where there was some sort of performance and lots of families about. It created a pretty fun atmosphere, if a little chaotic. At this point we spotted the church which was recommended to visit. It was incredibly old and had a very close view of the neighbouring volanco so we enjoyed seeing it. By now we stopped for a late lunch and watched the world go by. It was humbling to see people working so hard including a boy who must have been only six years old carrying a huge bunch of firewood up the steep hill and clearly struggling. The desire to help was there, but we also didn't know how that would be perceived as we're foreigners.

    Soon after we left here and jetted across now a rather choppy lake, we were relieved to get back still partly dry!

    We thought about staying longer here as we would have loved to have spent more time in the towns but equally had quite a full plan for the last leg of our trip so booked onto a bus ready for a mammoth journey ahead across the country to a town called Lanquin.

    Beth
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  • Lanquin & Semuc Champey

    26 mars 2017, Guatemala ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    The journey from Lake Atitlan to Lanquin was a tough one. We hopped on a private bus and headed off on an incredibly bumpy journey. The trail leads all through the mountains, constantly up and down and around. Sometimes we were so high up we're looking down on other mountains... did I say that these roads were unpaved? As they were, which made the ride bumpy and precarious going round tight bends on the hill side. There were so many times I thought to myself how is this vehicle still running!? As it was pushed hard on all of those terrible roads. Some roads are paved but even then full of potholes and they swerve all over the road avoiding them. Every time I fell asleep I was awoken with a sharp thud as we'd hit the dirt or gravel roads. No sleeping on this journey! Rather hanging on, did I mention there were no seat belts? You get the idea.

    After the journey taking the entire day we arrived in the town, down in the jungle and got to our hostel. The hostel was pretty funky down on the rivers edge and served us a cracking buffet dinner which was much needed by then!

    The next day we joined a tour to go see the famous Semuc Champey (blue limestone pools in a river). Along with approx 12 others we piled into the back of a pickup truck with a bar round the top. We were all standing and packed in like sardines. Off we went for a 45 minute drive down a dirt road that lead up and down deeper into the jungle. You had to hang on and deal with no personal space, what a ride! Everyone found it fun and it felt like you were really exploring.

    Our first stop on the tour was down the beautiful river by the entrance to some water caves. I chose not to do this part so will let Phil tell you how that was:

    Phil: I'd been told I may want to wear shoes as there were lots of rocks submerged in water and the like, but lacking any real option from my backpack I chose to just wear some socks (after a tip that this helps with grip on slippery wet rocks!) So wearing only swimming shorts and socks I joined the group heading into shallow water in the entrance to the tunnel. The guide (who looked about 14...) handed out a 20cm candle to each of us and then painted our faces with 'war paint' - now I was ready. He explained the cave system could be explored for hours and hours but we didn't have enough candles for that so we were going about 45 minutes into it and as we began slowly making our way along I started to stub my toes and bump my head, but thankfully nothing serious! The track we were following led through water I couldn't stand in, up ladders that were held only by ropes tied around ancient stone pillars naturally formed in the cave, and then back down another ladder - at times the up-and-down was about 10m! This in itself wasn't too challenging but what made it so was the pitch black that threatened to close in if our candles became extinguished! After climbing, crawling and swimming our way deep into the cave the water had become cold and pitch black and then ahead of us was a rock face which our guide climbed using some footholds etched into the rock (I don't exaggerate when I say there was about 3inch chunks of stone cut out of a large boulder that formed the 'staircase'). We were given the most detailed safety briefing of the day, in broken English "if you want to, climb up here and jump in the water. Don't jump there, there or there as there are rocks" he said as he pointed at basically the whole pool below him... after a couple of the group had done it I wanted a go. The 4m climb to the 'jumping point' was VERY difficult and had very little to hold onto. At the top the guide made sure I knew where to jump and also pointed out the overhang, so I knew not to hit my head. Was I scared at this point? A bit. Did I do it? Of course! My jump went fine and it was quite a thrill in the dark of the cave, and made a good way to end the cave exploration before the group retraced it's steps to the entrance. Great fun - and my candle only got wet once!

    Meanwhile I had a swim in the water and relaxed, as the only person there it was quite mystical on my own. At one point a young lad, who must have only been 14 came along, and was intensely looking into the water. Quickly I realised he was fishing and would throw out a weighted net then jump in himself to gather up the fish. He had a wire around his waist and would thread the fish alive onto it, still flapping around! It was a live fish belt, pretty cool to see.

    After the water caves the group came out all wet and covered in warrior paint, pumped for the next activity. Along the river was a giant rope swing that could lift you as high as 8-10 metres! Most people did it and went flying into the water. Phil loved it and thankfully no one got hurt (even when one guy fell backwards and unintentially did a back flip).
    From this spot we were each given a rubber tube to go tubing down the river. This was so awesome. The river had a fairly slowly current and it felt great just drifting down the water. Suddenly some local lads with their tubes jumped in and started handing out some beers to buy. Perfect!
    I even had some tropical dragonflies that kept landing on me (potentially mating but hey ho). We felt very lost in nature as we drifted on. We all got out at the same point and the pick up truck was here to pick us up...along with all the tubes. That was hilarious trying to hold them and fit everyone in. At one point i even noticed a small 6 year old child that had snuck on for the free ride. Mad!
    Thankfully it was just as 10 minute drive back.

    There was a large bridge over the river at least 8 metres high. After grabbing our stuff and dropping off the tube rings, before crossing the bridge in the truck they asked if anyone wanted to jump off it. Some brave souls did it and it was such a drop! Not for us though...

    Onwards we went towards the main sight itself Semuc Champey. We decided to do the climb to the viewpoint first, then go down the other side to the pools to swim. The climb was supposed to take 45 minutes but I think may have taken us longer, it was very steep! They had built in some wooden staircases and stone steps so wasn't too challenging, but just going higher and higher so was quite the workout, especially in the heat. However we made it and it was absolutely worth every single step. The view was stunning. You looked down into the valley between the two huge cliffs (one of which we were on) and you see the river cutting through and all the formations of the limestone ledges. See the photo to understand it better! It really felt like you'd stumbled across this incredible natural wonder.

    By now we were desperate to swim and I wanted a good amount of time there before we had to leave. So I was racing ahead down the mountain jumping steps and pacing fast. Suddenly I came across a crowd on the path and typically I was just keen to get by and not to be held up! I walked past the people and saw a lady a few metres ahead facing backwards, I abruptly stopped thinking I was about to walk into a photo of her being taken. Little did I realise the crowd were not taking a photo of the lady... but rather the snake not even a metre from my feet now looking very angry, head up high. Swiftly I backed off back into the crowd. There was a guide amongst the people who said that snake was one of the most poisonous in Guatemala! What! Thanks for the warning people....
    The snake was mad and in the attack position and was not going to move from the path, so the guide said we'd have to climb down the hill side to meet up with the path further down. I was hoping there were no others around. Once we got to the bottom we met up with our guide, who only confirmed the near death experience when shown a photo, and he exclaimed 'shit!' Confirming that you'd have a maximum of 5 hours to live if it got you. Unbelievable.

    Anyway scare over, we throw off our clothes and went to the top pool and fell into the refreshing water. It felt amazing and the surroundings were beautiful. We'd swim around, then go to the next ledge and move down to the next pool, which would require sliding down the very slippery rocks like water slides to fall into the next pool. One of these was unsuccessful for me and I hit a very slippery bit before I was ready. Not only did I land awkwardly and hurt my knee (just a bit) but let's just say in a bikini there isn't a lot of skin protection.. anyone ever had a carpet burn on their bare bum? Let's say no more!
    But it was worth it and we explored each water terrace. This also included getting a 'free' skin refresh by the fish in the water who liked to nibble you, they were quite big so not as enjoyable as the ones you get in feet tanks across Asia, but pretty cool seeing them in the wild I guess.
    Too soon it was time to leave and we walked back to our pick up truck and enjoyed another bumpy ride back through the jungle as the sun was setting. What an amazing day!

    We concluded the evening with another amazing buffet and some great conversation with other travellers until late in the evening.

    Beth
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  • Flores and Tikal

    29 mars 2017, Guatemala ⋅ ⛅ 34 °C

    After a light breakfast by the river we said goodbye to our gorgeous hostel and boarded the mini bus that would be driving us the '8 hour journey' North to Flores. The journey was largely the same as the others we'd taken so far in Guatemala with one major difference, the first being that all but the first hour of the journey were completed on paved roads - super comfortable after the last couple of journeys!

    An hour South of Flores the van joined a queue facing a river that we would be crossing and while we waited we watched the ferry buzz back and forth a couple of times, each time filled to capacity. Our turn came and along with two lorries, 9 cars/mini-buses and a motorbike it was considered full and then, rather humorously, they used two small outboard motors to propel us across the 40 metres of brown water. Even with the limited power it took less than 5 minutes for us to cross, and then just before 6pm we were pulling into the town of Flores.

    That evening we had dinner in a very rustic restaurant before arranging a tour for the following day and onward transport for the day after that.

    4am and our alarm shocked us awake. We were up so early to travel 90 minutes to the ancient Mayan site of Tikal where we'd be spending the morning. Not surprisingly we both slept the whole way there before exchanging the tickets we bought for wristbands that permit entry to the whole complex.

    At 7am our group of 15 or so were gathered together by Luis, our tour guide for a few hours. Near the entrance there is a scale model of the discovered ruins and this is where we were given an introduction to our first experience of the ancient temples, palaces and cities that dotted Central and South America for many centuries.

    As we left the entry museum behind it took only a few minutes walking along the jungle-lined pathway before Luis stopped us and began pointing into the trees and bush. This moment repeated itself a dozen times more before we'd reached the first Mayan ruin, every time with the whole group fascinated at what he'd spotted for us. The highlights of the wildlife we were experiencing would be the very colourful Quetzal bird that gives it's name to the nation's currency, with a sleeping howler monkey just before this. The monkey wasn't sleeping long as Luis banged the trunk of the tree far beneath where it was resting and as soon as he began we learnt why they have their name - they have such a powerful shout and yet they're so small! Our first animal encounter, however, was probably our best. Coatis are common here and for locals are comparable to a rat, but when a pack of 20 or so were found in a tree next to the path they quickly ran to the ground to curiously sniff around us and each other. They look like foxes in size and colour, and apparently deliver a nasty bite so we carefully enjoyed the lucky, close experience we had of them.

    An hour or so after we'd set off from the museum we arrived at the first Mayan ruins of the day, a 1300 year old sacrificial temple. Luis gathered us around a clearing in front of the temple and after silencing the group he began clapping and this echoed through the clearing and off the temple to create a sound like a bird's call, which was incredible. Equally incredible was the view from the top of the temple, across the jungle canopy to the very top of Temple I that peeked upwards beyond the trees. From there we followed an ancient limestone causeway that, at it's peak, was a few thousand feet long and led to one of the most highly excavated and restored areas of Tikal, the Gran Plaza. Here are two of the larger temples, one of which we climbed using a wooden walkway that hugged the outside of the stone. From the top we had a view over the jungle canopy and down onto the plaza where the North and South Acropolis' could be seen. This series of ancient structures are very well restored, having been dug out of the jungle. This meant the view down was a taste of how the area would have looked during it's peak. We also had a walk around the Acropolis' which, along with the temples, commemorated a great Mayan king named Ah Cacao - a good name, if you remember how valuable cacao beans were!

    We rejoined our tour group at the base of Temple II that we had climbed, and within 30 seconds of starting walking we were in thick jungle and the only thing we could hear was the sound of the forest, although whatever animals were nearby stayed out of sight. It was only a short distance through the forest to Temple IV, the largest of the whole complex which appeared in front of us. We'd seen the very top of it from the previous temple we'd climbed but now we were standing at it's base it's size was really impressive, standing nearly 50m tall. Another staircase had been built onto the side of the structure and thankfully it was largely in the shade, which made the climb up bearable (it was only 10.30am but already was incredibly hot and humid!)

    Once we'd reached the top we sat on the steps that made the final ascent into the inner chamber and looked out across the jungle, which was now much lower than we were. Sadly the inner chamber is closed off because of previous visitor's defacing and graffitiing it, but the climb was still worth it for the view. It was also a view lots of you will recognise, as George Lucas used the spot for filming some scenes for Star Wars! Our tour ended here and although we were given the option of returning to Flores at that point we were far from finished, as the Tikal site is HUGE and we wanted some time to explore ourselves.

    Once we were back at the base of Temple IV we had our lunch under a gazebo - the early morning had thrown our body clocks out completely and we realised it was only 11am! We set off toward a structure we'd seen from our viewpoint. 'The Sloped Temple' is different from almost all the other structures at Tikal as it's a pyramid with a flat top, but as it was built to facilitate star-watching and other astronomical purposes the construction made complete sense. I climbed to the top and found a couple of small roofed buildings made entirely out of stone, a considerable feat for the time. We also learnt that this was the oldest ruin at Tikal. Well, not quite. The inner layer of the pyramid is, and the outer layer that I'd climbed was a more recent addition, at only 800 years old instead of 1400 that the inner is!

    We continued along a path following signs for 'The Lost World' and explored another handful of temples until we reached our main destination, the Plaza of the Seven Temples. The area that this complex covered was much larger than the Gran Plaza and contained more individual buildings, like a three-doored building used to play a Mayan game like football, an acropolis and of course the seven temples. They were all restored incredibly, although this process wasn't complete which meant we could see the work that it takes to make them tourist-ready. Incredibly we'd been told by Luis that every large mound in the whole area of Tikal is in fact a Mayan structure that has simply not been unearthed yet! What we found as incredible though is that, apart from a guard, we were the only people there! During Mayan times the plaza could have held thousands of people for festivals, meetings and sacrifices yet now there were only three enjoying it.

    We were glad we made the 30 minute walk to the plaza and could have continued exploring more of the temples but now it was midday and the heat, combined with the early morning, was getting the better of us so we began making our way back to the main entrance. As the part of the site is less visited the signs weren't so great so we were using a map, and as we walked along what we assumed was a regular path through the jungle we realised we were actually walking along one of the lower levels of a huge acropolis that hadn't been excavated yet. Each level was about 15m high and 100m long, built in levels like a pyramid. The dense jungle all around us showed how nature reclaimed even this enormous building given time and before we arrived back at the entrance we passed another dozen structures that were in a similar state. We'd be so curious to have been at Tikal during the Mayan Era so we could experience the buzz that would have accompanied the city.

    By the early afternoon we were back in Flores and spent a while relaxing in the garden courtyard of our hostel. After sharing a huge platter of nachos fully loaded with salsa, guacamole, cheese and sour cream I had a much needed nap before at dusk we went for a walk around the path that leads around the perimeter of Flores. There were lots of people out enjoying the warm evening and we saw families splashing around in the water and couples canoodling on benches fringed with flowers. We sat on some steps with our feet in the water and watched the sun set beautifully. We'd loved our first taste of Mayan ruins and Flores was a perfect and very beautiful base from which to visit Tikal. It was definitely our favourite place in Guatemala and we could have spent longer there easily, so if you're in that part of the world we can definitely recommend a few days there.

    Phil
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  • Caye Caulker

    31 mars 2017, Belize ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    After a relatively short and comfortable journey (6.5 hours yay!) We made our way to our main destination of Belize, an island just off the coast called Caye Caulker.
    As we arrived the water changed colour to a tropical turquoise and we saw palm trees lining the edge of the island. We started walking north up the island on the main road towards the direction of our hotel. There are no vehicles allowed on the island except for golf buggies and bicycles, so we started seeing them everywhere, along with lots of dogs. Everywhere you looked were lots of fun coloured bars, restaurants and hotels, often with swing seating and adverts of happy hour everywhere.
    After dumping our stuff and getting changed we went for a stroll and enjoyed exploring the island. It's not big at all so very easy to get around. We wandered up to the famous 'Split' where the south island is separated by the north after a hurricane divided the two. There was always a small channel for boats but the hurricane made it much wider, although still easy to swim across at roughly only 15 metres wide.
    By now we were very hungry after an early start (5am bus) so had lunch with a sea view and on some hanging swing seats. The food was delicious and we could feel ourselves relaxing and settling into island life! The day flew from here and we went and booked ourselves onto our full day snorkeling tour for the following day. Some of the snorkeling in this area is considered amazing as it's the second largest barrier reef in the world, so we were eager to get out in it. After booking our tour the man we booked it with said to stay with him on the beachside benches and have a beer or two. We ended up staying with Gerald for several hours and had a few rounds and great conversation. He is the brother in law to the owner ' Caveman' (of Caveman tours) and does all the bookings. He used to be a policeman but was medically signed off for a heart condition - which could be operated on but it won't be as it would cost him $10,000 dollars (!) So he just has to take each day as it comes. He also told us his wife was sick too, and she could also 'drop down any moment' because of her condition, a hynea. How incredibly humbling to us to hear conditions that could be treated for free at home are life threatening there. We didn't say of course, we couldn't be so unfair. Anyway it was a great evening and learnt lots about their island life. They also could not believe we don't really have guns in the UK. Culture differences are fascinating sometimes.

    The next day we went on our full day snorkeling tour. We were on the small boat of 8 people. Us and a group of friends from Israel. Firstly we went out to where the manatees graze and within minutes saw one coming up for air. It was so cool to see these large majestic animals. Sadly we couldn't get in with them but we enjoyed seeing one.
    Next we went through some choppy water and went to an area where fisherman clean their catch, because of this it attracts some larger marine animals such as stingrays and turtles. And I can tell you it really does! I jumped in and immediately I saw a giant stingray glide it's way through the sea grass under me, in fact every minute I'd see another large stingray. Amazing! Yet it got better, as I swam up to a fisherman's boat right there was a giant loggerhead turtle, it was huge! And so beautiful. It couldn't care less about me or the other people in the water and kept swimming around so close. At times I had to try and move to get out of it's way. In fact in one moment I had my head out of the water looking for Phil, when I felt very clearly the shell of the turtle touch my stomach...the turtle had swum right under me. I let out a little squeal in surprise and awe. That stop was a real bucket list moment.

    From here we went on to another well known spot called Shark Ray Alley. Similarly this is where fisherman used to come to clean their catch and this attached rays and sharks to the area, to which they rapidly grew and now live there permanently. As we arrived we started to see the tell tale signs of sharks with some fins out of the water. Lucky for me and my fear I had been reassured there are only really nurse sharks here which have no teeth, instead they use some sort of sucking motion to eat their food. One of our deckhands threw in some sardines and they went crazy sliding all over each other for it, then they told us to jump in! So we did it and got fairly close, it was very exciting to see from under the water. As they started to disipate it was quite a thrill having them swim underneath you as they swam away. We swam on to some nearby reef where we were told we'd see them more naturally, asleep on the reef. We found several and every time it would make me jump. Not from fear but surprise, as you'd be exploring coral and then a huge still shape would appear. Another marine creature we've seen wild and up close to tick off the list.

    From here we went straight to the Hol Chan marine reserve which is an area of protected reef to see more underwater life. We stopped on the boat for lunch then shortly after dived back in. Now this area has a channel that leads out to a deeper reef and waves crash close by. This in turn causes a strong rip tide so it was important we stayed with our guide and snorkeled as a group so not to get dragged out there. He did tell us people had drowned out there so they took the risks very seriously (that incident happened with a man who said he was a marine guide but had only ever done land tours... he had no idea what he was doing, very bad). Anyway some of our group were not very confident swimmers or snorkelers and decided to use life jackets. Even then they struggled and one girl had a freak out. At this point the guide said she should probably go back to the boat and she agreed. She was very slow and we were all tredding water waiting for her to be seen safely back. She didn't manage it and thankfully another boat came and picked her up. We were understanding, however she never said she was a poor swimmer when asked at the beginning of the tour, which was frustrating to the guide as it obviously it caused these problems. Finally we got moving and the guide was excellent, constantly diving down to show us things, tell us the names and guide us round. He even 'snake charmed' a moray eel out from it's lair for us to see, awesome!
    We snorkeled for around 45 minutes to an hour and really enjoyed still seeing so many new things.

    From here we went to our final snorkeling spot called Coral Gardens. I was the first one in and practically landed on a nurse shark! Eek. Thankfully it swam quickly away but was very cool to see again. From here only us and another couple got back in and we explored close to the boat. By the now the sea was a little rough so we didn't want to venture far. We still saw new corals and things of interest so it was a nice way to end.

    Finally the tour stopped on the other side of the island to see a seahorse reserve and some Tarpon fish. At the reserve you could look down into the water from a pier, and see both brown and yellow tiny seahorses clinging onto ropes and debris purposely placed in the water. They are adorable and we loved looking at them. Back on the boat just upstream is where Tarpon fish live, huge fish that were about 3 foot long, but can get big enough to be 300 pounds heavy. We had some sardines to feed then and they leap out of the water to snatch it out of your hand. I did it once but it made me scream so let Phil do it several times instead. I think you could easily mistake these fish for small sharks. We also fed some greedy pelicans who stopped by.
    This marked the end of the tour and we returned back to land exhausted but thrilled with the range of wildlife we'd seen that day.

    Over the following days we took the time to wind down and 'go slow' as the Belize people say. We slept, ate and swam the next few days away. Also enjoying meeting up with some fellow travellers we'd meet on route. One evening we found a secret spot of the other side of the island to watch a fabulous sunset. As we were sat with our feet in the water we saw movement. Right there was a small striped stingray gliding around. The water was so clear you could see everything, and not long after the ray we saw more aquatic life including a very large hermit crab (which Phil tried to pick up but chickened out...it did have big claws) and other crabs and fish. It was awesome to have found this spot and have this underwater display all to ourselves.

    On our final day we went kayaking with a lady who'd lived on the island for 20 years and knew all about the mangrove habitat, that Phil was particularly keen to learn more about. We hopped on to our kayaks, including a tag along in the form of her adorable dog who sat on my lap most of the way. Very cute. We learnt about the algae, and even ate some (!) As well as all there is to know about mangroves. Again we saw the Tarpons and looked at the seahorses again. This time seeing many more including some pregnant ones up close. We continued to kayak including crossing the Split, and seeing some of the more wild north island and hearing about how the island has changed.
    Truthfully the island doesn't have the charm it once did years ago and we felt that even when we arrived. We really enjoyed it, but the very high expectations we had were probably more appropriate for some years ago when the island was more quaint. Suddenly big hotels are popping up and the island is growing too fast. Hopefully it won't loose all it's charm in the upcoming years.

    Before long it was 7am one morning and it was time to get the water taxi to Mexicos border and say goodbye to this unique and beautiful island.

    Beth
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