Big Old Sticks and a couple of pricks

Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
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Trip End Feb 26, 2011


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Flag of New Zealand  , Auckland,
Tuesday, October 5, 2010

I woke up with a bit of a thick head needing the loo, we were on all kinds of subjects last night included the size of the universe, stars, other life forms, George Bush, our accents, funny words, Mongolia, fishing, the pros and cons of shooting and controlled logging and god knows what else. We both went to the loo and knocked up some fried egg butties, Laura and Lawrence gave us a few spoons of coffee which we added our cream left over from the moules last night and sat about nursing hangovers and chatting until about 10:30am. The arrival of the warden made us realise we actually had forgotten to pay and instead of risking a fine we shot off and ended up playing a cat and mouse game. (Erica edit: Andrew got extremely paranoid and thought that every 4x4 that past us was him coming to get us).  We set off towards Waipoua Kauri Forest along a fantastic stretch of the SH12 road seeing some great nature with towering trees flanking each side of the road.  Kauri forests used to cover huge parts of Northern New Zealand yet now this sanctuary is the largest remaining.  It was here that we got to meet the majestic Tane Mahuta, the largest Kauri tree in New Zealand, he stands 51.5 metres tall with a trunk girth of 13.8 metres and his trunk volume is a staggering 244.5 metres cubed.  He is between 1600 and 2000 years old.  I affectionately called him 'a big old stick'.

We drove through the forest and did a few walks and ended up at a big forest lookout where we felt so small in comparison to the huge expanse that lay before us.  We got motoring to get our sand boarding done that I had been fancying. We took a long drive down towards Kaipara Harbour and found the beach at Pouto Point, where there are supposedly the most amazing huge sand dunes.  We stopped and went shopping for a few replacement clothes at The Warehouse and bought a few more bits of food for the next couple of days.  The Esky is that small that you have to buy regularly if you want to eat anything fresh and keep refilling the ice – none of that fancy electric esky Jucy stuff for us.  We is hardcore – but bored of buying ice.

Erica edit:  I’ll just take this opportunity to mention that it is the done thing to wave and give a little knowing nod to any other Wicked van driver that you pass on the road, kind of giving respect where it’s due, ahem.  Well Andrew has taken this one step further and now gives the fingers to anyone in a Jucy van (the nemesis).  They are a lot more expensive to hire but obviously have an electric esky, jealous us?  So he has developed a hatred for these vans and in turn their posh drivers.  In a similar way he has promised to wage war on Ray White the dominant estate agent all over Australia and New Zealand.  He’s even mentioned the words Molotov Cocktail in the same sentence and I’m thinking that he doesn’t mean the type that you can get two for one at happy hour.

The sand boarding was a complete shambles and a total disaster. I’m not going into that any more than I just have. (Erica edit: It just was. I’ve accepted it and moved on.  We will leave that one right there).  The day seemed to have passed us by really and we are not sure what we have actually done over the last few days. I think we have pretty much had it with Northland and want to head to Auckland and crack on the rest of NZ. It is a truly beautiful area but without fishing rods or surfboards it’s just a bit too windy and not quite warm enough yet to really enjoy ourselves lazing around on beaches. Also the sand flies have been a nightmare and have been eating us to death.  Get thee to a city – at least for a few days anyway.
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Stevie NZ on

wot no hobbits?

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