Quality family time over the festive period from 23rd December 2022
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Quality family time over the festive period from 23rd December 2022
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The Catlins and Dunedin - from 19th December 2022
THE CATLINS
So with a blue sky, the solo road trip commenced, and on Sienna’s first birthday, leaving with very fond farewells from the new family, I headed east…with a list of must visit locations collated from some of the previous days conversations.
Not quite in the Catlins, I first stopped at Fortrose, looking out over the estuary of the Mataura river…nearby were a couple taking in the sunshine outside a ubiquitous campervan. I wandered over, had an extended chat….and immediately recognised, OH NO!! A Yorkshireman π and the first person I talk to!! We had quite a conversation, they also had a wedding and were visiting their son…decent guy until he described me as an honorary Yorkie, when he learnt I’d been based in Sheffield for 30 years….π€¬π
I continued until the Waipapa Lighthouse, erected after the sinking of SS Tararua in 1881 with the loss of 331 lives on reefs just offshore. A stunning coastline with my first glimpse of a sea lion across the bay in the distance.
Purposefully then visiting Curio Bay, to view and known for its petrified (fossilised) forest by silica, and there was no disappointment with the coastal cliff exposing the clearest detail of the Jurassic forest from 170 million years ago, when NZ was part of Gondwanaland. π¦
As I drove further into the Catlins, the weather unfortunately closed in, so I terminated the planned other visits for today, but instead went straight to my digs in Papatowai - being “greeted” by a less than welcoming host, something with Airbnb I’ve never experienced. The weather improved in the evening, so I went for a walk along the estuary of the Tahakopa, and back through the thick temperate rain forest, through the village which had very little to offer and only 40 permanent residents,although the Lost Gypsy Gallery was interesting, and that word again, quirky!
The following day firstly I visited the impressive McLean Falls, but then the less than impressive Tautuku estuary walkway and a short walk to Lake Wilkie.
In the afternoon I started off visiting known Sea Lion beaches, firstly Cannibal Beach, however no beasts present albeit a lovely location with the roaring ocean. From there I realised on gravel roads I could head to Nugget and Kaka Points….the most northerly on my hitlist and what became the highlight of the region. The coastline itself was very impressive, but the highlight was the jaw dropping precipitous headland with lighthouse (at 900m) of Nugget Point - together with wave thrashed cliffs and sapphire waters, and also plenty of wildlife with a colony of spoonbills, shags and two sets of Sea Lions including a mighty male. The view from the lighthouse was spectacular with a series of rock “nuggets” stretching out into the ocean, hence the name Nugget Point! ππ¦
On returning via Owaka I decided to visit Surat Bay Beach, and almost literally, as I passed onto the beach from the bush, stepped on some young sea lions, six in total, all sleeping including big daddy.
I awoke early the following day and this time hopped onto my bike, traversing a great circuit on mainly gravel roads that I had previously plotted. Although rather overcast, it was an excellent finale to the Catlins….saw more sea lions, a deer and a possum en route! π΄♂️π¨
Leaving my digs a day early, in agreement with my host, as I’d seen all I wanted, and I really wanted to get away from the guy himself…a first for me with Airbnb in years of using them, he clearly had some very recent issues, as contradicting his rather good reviews on his profile! π€¬π€¬
DUNEDIN
I headed to a smart suburb of Dunedin, called Waverley, high on a hill, on the start of the Otago Peninsula- in readiness for my pre booked tour at the Royal Albatross Centre the following morning. Greeted by a lovely welcoming lady, a complete contrast to my previous host. I visited the town centre in the early evening, which was quite nice, with a very strong Scottish influence, in fact the first European settlers included a relative of Robbie Burns and Dunedin itself is Gaelic for Edinburgh.
Walking around the Octagon and along such streets as St Andrew, Stuart, Moray and Princes Streets I eventually found Vogel Street the start of the arty trail, Dunedin is really on the international street art map….It was rather a flying visit, so hopefully I can revisit with more time one day. I finished off with a pint of English ale in the Duke of Wellington! πΊ
By 1015 the following morning, and after a catch up with Donna and George in Mallorca, I’d driven the beautiful coast hugging road along the peninsula to the Albatross centre. There were about six pairs of Albatrosses- incubating for nearly three months, and the only known mainland breeding sites of these birds….their main concentration are on the Chatham Islands, a few thousand kilometres to the east in the Pacific Ocean.
Leaving Dunedin via “the steepest road in the World”, Baldwin Street…19% average with a peak of 35% - my bike stayed in the car! π€ͺπ΄♂️π³
Ninety minutes later and I’m back in Oamaru, and by six, with Becky and Sienna we walked around the Christmas market, where they left me to join Hamish and his friends for a Christmas beer in Scott’s Brewing House. π π»
Baldwin Street - Steepest Residential Road in the World
The FARM Thursday 15th December 2022
So on Thursday 15th December the Charabanc was loaded with our family trip to meet the new in laws in Invercargill. 3 adults, Sienna and the associated important items for a smooth journey….
Namely my bike and kit! π Joking of course, well semi….I meant all the gear for Sienna. With a couple of feeding stops, for all of us…we finally arrived at Invercargill some five hours later down State Highway One (pretty much a single carriageway all the way).
Not quite Invercargill but some 20km east at Mokotua on their sheep farm! Meeting firstly Hamish’s parents Gay and Ronny, then sister Sally with husband Grant, and Sienna’s cousins, Ben (the little character), Isla and Alex…..and what a lovely family they all are!
Ronny and Gay have been working the farm since 1978, with some 750 acres and currently having 1700 sheep, targeting approximately 2500 lambs per year for market.
Also they farm using “Regenerative” methods (no chemicals, and daily rotation of the sheep "mobs" to fresh pastures) in fact they had an assessment over the weekend we were there, including soil tests….also on the farm were some inherited wetlands, which again had been managed by Ron and Gay, with an official "covenance" to protect the area., where no development or mods are permitted π
Ron took us out for a full exploration of the farm, with some very edifying commentary fed by a series of questions from yours truly.
While we were there for the four nights, Gay organised a birthday party for Sienna and also an early Christmas dinner (ham based as is the NZ tradition), but what a whirlwind, Gay proved to be….one minute prepping the dinners, then the next she catches your eye flying across the farm on a quad bike, to rotate the sheep paddocks….and before you know it, she’s back prepping the dinner. I’m sure there was only one Gay!, I never saw the two together anyway! π€·♂️ And Ron wasn’t that far behind! π¨π¨π¨
The only downside was the weather, which was generally overcast with very heavy rain one day (when Bex and I went shopping into Invercargill)….there were a couple more visits to Invercargill….one included walking the lagoons just south of the city, with some gratuitous twitching….then an afternoon out with Bex, Hamish and Sienna - checking the local beach out and a stroll around Queens Park….which was very nice. I can’t say the centre was memorable in any way - apparently two of the main attractions it’s gallery and museum being closed due to failing the relatively recent Earthquake building compliance…after the Christchurch earthquakes….and the new shopping centre development was still in progress….
Current main attractions are a trio of motoring related exhibitions, linked to the legacy of the late legend Burt Munro (yes, a distant relation), a local resident, who still holds the motorcycle land speed record for a bike under 1000cc, on a 47 year old bike at the grand age of 67…in 1967 at Bonneville, Utah. Burt’s journey was revisted on celluloid, in the film “The World’s Fastest Indian” - Indian being the manufacturer of the motorcycle. ππ¨
Sienna loved being with her cousins, who of course fussed around her….with especially Isla proving naturally to be very caring, playful and attentive. π
On the bike I did a couple of 60k spins around the mainly gravel roads and farms, mainly flat, except towards the furthest east on my first ride where it got a little rolling, I guess the start of the Catlins.
Sod’s law of course, on our last morning there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Sally and Grant kindly lending me their spare car for the duration, so independently, I headed east on the Southern Scenic Coast Road up into the Catlins, for three nights planned to explore a region that had been on everyone’s recommended list for that part of NZ…..we will see……
So it was final farewells and hugs to the lovely Munro’s (and to be part of the extended family) - probably next meeting up at the wedding of the year in February…. Ron with his typical dry rumour, shook my hand, and acclaimed that I had affectively passed the test, and would be welcome into the family - well, I think he was joking! π€·♂️π