Alright, so that was yesterday. It's been awhile since I've had time to write, and a lot has happened. I spent 3 days in Rotorua, a town that is full of geothermic pools. It smells like sulfur, but I like it. I stayed in a room with two of the best people ever, Peter and Maggie. They were two germans and we had the best time. It's funny basically 50% of the people I meet traveling are germans. There's 70,000 german people here right now, and they arn't giving any more german visas.
I went on a rafting trip in Rotorua on the Kaituna river. It normal costs $70 for the trip and $40 for the photos. But Dan was trying to get river work, so he got to go for free, and since I was with him, they guy left me go for the price of a 12 pack of beer, only $21. The Kaituna is famous because it has the biggest waterfall you can comercialy raft over. It's 21 feet tall, and crazy. The whole thing was awesome. A bunch of class 5 rapids. Loved it.
More happened Rotorua, but I'll save it for later.
We hitch hiked to taupo and got picked up by a really lovley lady named Jane. She gave us a big tour of the town, we had tea with a bunch of old Kiwi ladys in their house, and then she took us to her home where she fed us diner, amazing mushrooms on toast, and we talked for a while. Her husband Kim, who is an archer, took us to the park and tought us archery. The whole thing was amazing. We stayed two nights at a hostel where we met Xenia, who was another german girl. The third night, we decided to camp for free at a hotspring. There was no camping there, so we waited untill late to set up our tent. I was the only one who went in the hotspring. I soaked for an hour or so before bed, and then work up at 6:00am to go back in. Dan and Xenia were still sleeping. I sat there for a while, and a Maori man joined me. He turned out to be a wild pig hunter. We talked a few hours and he told me about his tribe, family, storys about Maori culture, and how he hunted pigs. He only used dogs and a small knife, tackling the boars, fliping them over, and killing them. The whole thing was amazing, he offered me some of the pig he cought and cooked. I couldn't say no to being offered free wild boar hunted by a real maori with his bare hands. So after 6 years, I ate meat again. It was good. I'm still a vegitarian, though I'll eat meat if it comes from some where like that. It's just way to cool. Maori culture has a lot to do with hot springs, he was soaking there to get ready to go into the bush for a hunt that day. A few hour after that Dan and Xenia woke up and we hitched to Turangi. Not much to Turangi, it's the biggest trout fishing area in the world, but we where just go to climb Tongeriro. This is a lot of typing for me right now so I'll end the story here. Dan, Xenia and myself went our seperate ways today. Dan finaly found a rafting job in Turangi. I hitched to Napier today with a few differnt rides, the best being couple who had the EXACT taste in music that I do. Crazy, but it was really nice having good music. And now I'm in a crazy hostel called the Criterion Art Deco Backpackers. It's an old victorian hotel that was fixed to be a hostel. It's really great. Sorry if my spelling or gramar is bad in this, no time to re-read, internet is expensive.
Alright, here's a few pictures from the time I was in Auckland till Taupo, from Dan's Camera. Mine is still broken.
Waiting for the ferry in Auckland.
This is the beach, boat, and island I talked about a while ago. We took that boat to that island wayyy out there. Crazy.
Hitching to Raglan.
Me and my German friend Sebastian in Raglan eating muffins.
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That is Okeri Falls, we rafted over.
Dan and I are in the front.
This is a river in Taupo called Huka Falls.
Noah....just found some time to read your blog and get caught up on your travels. I am SO jazzed that you are doing this....and your stories bring me right back to my own travels in New Zealand so long ago....in the last century actually! I spent about two or three months there and I never took public transportation...hitchhiked out of the airport and back to the airport...and everywhere in between. Such fantastic people in NZ, and such a great country to travel. Keep on posting! When I was there (1983) it was also full of Germans...and Canadians. Have fun. Uncle Kevin
ReplyDeleteHi Noah!! Kevin just reminded me to take a look at your blog and all that comes to mind is.... WOW! HOW COOL! WHAT AN ADVENTURE YOU ARE HAVING! When you told about meeting Jane and having tea, it made me think of a story Kevin told me about someone picking him up, while hitchhiking there (I think it was in NZ:) and he learned how to rope sheep or something like that or maybe it was a deer farm, I don't know but he learned something new with large animals, LOL. Anyway, they are still good friends to this day. I'll be checking back to read more... oh and Holy crap that rafting looked freaky scary to me, what an adrenalin rush you must have had!!! If you still don;t have a camera, maybe Kevin can get one of ours to you?? I think we have an old small one, I'll see if it still works and if we can get it to you... Aaah, Uncle Kevin can figure that part out as, you know, Mr. Travelling Logistics Dude.... Lots of hugs to you! xoxo Aunt Patti
ReplyDeleteNoah, awesome reading. Sounds, and looks, like your adventure is incredible. Good for you that you tried that wild boar! The whitewater pictures were great. Keep the stories coming.
ReplyDeleteTake care, Ketchum Kyle