Rain, Rain go away, clear up after bonfire day
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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Parklands Alpine Tourists Park (yes we paid)
After a pre 7am walk on the beach in the wind and the rain (in shorts of course) I was glad to get back in the van and for once glad to be driving (I can’t wait to not have to drive anymore). We then headed to the town of Oamaru, famous for its colonies of blue and yellow eyed penguins. It was a very odd but nice place. As in Dunedin the young schoolgirls all wore tartan skirts to school. The buildings had a resemblance of a small Scottish town, including things like the Scottish hall. We had a drive around the town and out to see if we could see some of the morning penguins heading off over the gates of the tour centre but no luck. I had been dying for the loo since yesterday evening but the toilet doors were locked at the reserve and I thought I was going to wet myself.
After stocking the Esky (Chilly Bin as it is known in NZ) and following Rorie’s advice, “grab plenty of spirits, wines and beers, oh and something called food” (blooming heck Rorie you must have been having a good time in Mount Cook) we decided enough was enough and we may as well use the rainy day to drive on towards Mount Cook the highest peak in the Southern Hemisphere. On the way we stopped at two sets of Mauri Cave paintings which were pretty cool actually, in particular as they were dedicated to a god called “Supergroove”, now if you want religion to live on in these times of science and explanations you need to hook them in young and having a god called 'Supergroove’ must help in continuing organised religions to have such wealth and land banks at their disposal. Erica edit: Errrrmmm, Andrew are you stealing my material again? I distinctly remember saying something similar to you yesterday (oh it was this).
I’m now thinking of starting a cult with Supergroove as the god like figure and anyone we can get hooked into should give 30% of all their income straight to me so I can pray to Supergroove on their behalf. We detoured off the main highway at Aviemore Dam which gave us a nice view of the Aviemore Lake the largest manmade lake in New Zealand. The lake was beautifully blue it almost looked fake. We then stopped off at a salmon farm where we got the chance to feed the salmon for free (of course) they were ferocious when we threw the pellets in and I ended up getting soaked.
The rain just showed no signs of stopping and relying on Rorie’s advice we decided as we were in no rush we would stop in a major town before we got back into the remoteness. After consulting the map we decided Twizel would be the place and hopefully it would have a bonfire and fireworks or at least some people setting off fireworks. We had considered buying some but decided knowing our luck we would set fire to the van or something plus they cost money. (Back at the penguin watch last night we were both amazed to have seen fireworks, when Erica asked what we would do for bonfire night I said “why in the hell would people in New Zealand celebrate Guy Fawkes failed plot on the house of commons”, I suppose the answer may be the Scottish connection still it’s a bit weird to be on the other side of the world).
We arrived in the vast metropolis of Twizel at least it seemed vast to us, it only has 1,000 people living there but it still just seems huge, two supermarkets and a couple of pubs. We stopped at the I-site to see if a campsite had a tv room or something to while away the hours waiting for the rain to stop
Anyway we paid to go on a campsite next to the area where the fireworks were going to be set off. Had a quick shower got dressed and headed out to the pub with our South America guide books to shelter from yet more rain. We sat and had our first good buy one get one free in what was seemed like ages (perhaps the last offer on this scale was back in Nam, the beer wasn’t as cheap but it worked back to about £1.50 a pint and we have hardly had any beer back at the van bar (our name for drinking cheap wine and spirits from the back shelf of the van). Well he had a good go at it in the hour as you can imagine, got some lined up for the hour long interval of buy one get none free, and then got stuck back into it at 7pm
Erica skipped the end of the fireworks as it was not as impressive as our local one held by Salford city council but I suppose in a town of 1000 people with an outdoor swimming pool, tennis courts, bowling greens etc you would prefer your council tax to be spent on the latter rather than the former. In the end we got to sleep at about 10:30 hoping the weather would be nice for the next few days for our stargazing and tramping adventures.