Monday, 26 August 2019

Dunedin, Moeraki and onto Queenstown

Parked up at Jack's Point just below the Remarkables

As we had made a booking for the Bus to have its annual service in Dunedin (3 months late – but hey! We haven’t had time!!), we left Pounawea after a month’s stop over. By the time we restocked supplies in Balclutha, we finally got on the road just before midday. Heading out to the east coast at Waihola on SH1, we drove down to the Taieri River Mouth and parked up for a late lunch. 
The lovely Railway Station at Dunedin

Soooooooo lonely! The beautifully tiled waiting area

Port Chalmers is busy with container & log ships

Our lovely park over at Moeraki Beach

Bill and his Moeraki Boulder

What the Boulders really look like!

On my way to Fluers Place

Looking out from upstairs at Fluers Place
Much of the building & furniture is recycled materials

Looking across Macraes Pit into the portal

Looking across to the Rock & Pillar Ranges

Someone has to do the hard work! J&M's gardens are looking
good now two years on 

The Remarkables are an amazing backdrop 

Looking across to some of the many hotels
just before Queenstown from the Trail 

Cycling on the old Kawerau Bridge

Looking across Moke Lake back to the carpark

Looking back down Moke Lake toward Queenstown
Sadly the weather wasn’t that great for walking, so we continued on into Dunedin along the scenic coastal road. Beautiful beaches are along this coast, on a sunnier day they would have been more appealing to stop off at.
Our destination in Dunedin was the NZMCA Park just out of town in the Leith Valley. It’s a good sized park with a gravel base, so it’s good for parking at this time of year just unfortunate it doesn’t get a lot of sun. There were 3 other fellow motorhomers.
We dropped the Bus off early the next morning and then headed off on foot into town to spend some time at the Early Settlers museum. This is a great museum full of early settler stories and hardships, and the settlement of this region. Plus the Goldrush in the 1860’s which encouraged more settlers to the area and all the supporting services required for the Prospectors. After lunch we walked into the Octagon just  as the southerly hit with a drop in temperature and rain. No dawdling today, but did have time to take in Dunedin’s Public  Art Gallery (which began in 1884), plenty of variety of art works. Looked in on the classic Dunedin Railway station. An absolute gem and sat in the seat that that I as a young 16 year old spent the night sleeping waiting for the morning train after being dropped there by friends having hitched a ride from Nelson.
A cold draughty interminable night which I don't ever care to repeat...
We had a drive out to Port Charmers the next day, where we haven’t had much time for a look around before and reading a good review of the Maritime Museum there, thought we would take the opportunity. We have been visiting a few museums down this way which we have enjoyed NZ’s early Settlers and Maori history as much as the geology of the country, which is quite different to the North Island.
We followed the coastal road along to  Aramoana which is at the far end of a sand dune spit, opposite the Otago Peninsula  on the other side of the harbour, where we have visited previously.
Aramoana is a quiet little seaside settlement with mostly old Cribs, there are boardwalks taking you through the sand dunes  and out to beautiful beaches ( when the weather plays it’s part of course).  It has an artificial breakwater (1200m out from Aramoana) to prevent the harbour from silting up.
From Dunedin we headed north to Moeraki to the famous Moeraki Boulders and famous Fluer's Place. A Couple from the Motor Home Club offer their property as a park over place, which is very handy so close to the beach to the boulders and a pleasant 5 km walk to Fluers.
Fluer's had been on our radar for a long time but our timing was never right to stop and enjoy a meal. It opened back in 2002 and many people had recommended her to us. This time we included her in our plans, booking at our Park Over Place for two nights to allow us time to check out the Moeraki Bolders, which are quite impressive on their own, and visit Fluers. I had rang a couple of days prior to see if I needed to book considering it is winter, and was told quite authoritatively I did indeed. And thankfully when we turned up, the day wasn't that great and it didn't seem too busy from the outside, but what a surprise inside! Lucky we booked! Fluer's Place is known for her fresh seafood dishes so of course that is what we had, and enjoyed sharing a Five Fish Platter with lovely steamed veges. The atmosphere is lovely and relaxed with Fluer wandering through chatting away to anyone who has the time too. Staff were very friendly, we had a young Frenchman, who is out in NZ on a working holiday, serve us. Apart from the wine (a local vineyard), the experience was very enjoyable.
With the crucial rugby decider for the Bledisloe Cup now imminent it was time to move, a town with a warm pub close to a camping spot - two choices: Ranfurly or Cromwell but some sight seeing first.
Trotters Gorge was on our map as a place to be considered, only a few kms from us on the way to Palmerston, thence onto the Pigroot, so named by the early goldminers crossing that particular route to the Otago gold fields as it was well cut up and boggy, reminiscent of pig rootings (obviously introduced pigs being recognised as an environmental nuisance way back then).
Trotters Gorge was a limestone area with a large scenic gorge cut through, with some good hikes and a nice, if somewhat shaded, DOC campsite. Well worth a couple of nights in summer.
From here it was on to the Pigroot, an old goldminers route and as such has some history…. Not far along spotting the original arched stone Bowkers Bridge , a relic from the old coach road built in 1869 and indeed still in use until 1962, which, I know, was a while ago, but not beyond the memory of some of us.
Another stop calling me was Macraes  flat. Full of history but more significantly Macraes gold mine….Somewhere I was keen to observe. Especially since Shannon had the good fortune to visit and go underground for her work in 2015.
Those that have been to Waihi’s Martha mine (ain’t that a real name for a goldmine!) have goggled at the enormity of that hole in the ground….well this is “mucho huger”…boggling  and then when you spot the little hole or portal at the bottom, which huge trucks disappear into, read the blurb and realise there is over 65 kms , and growing, of underground roading too. Well below sea level, it is amazing. The photos don’t do it justice. They process  huge amounts of ore and have extracted since this company started in 1990 3.61million ounces of gold …….that’s  over 10 metric tonnes…..and it’s all flown to Perth for further processing  from 97% to 99% purity. This is big business with a massive geographic footprint,  goodness knows how the land will be all re-mediated when it’s all over.
That was well worth the look,  but what it meant journey wise was we had bypassed the Pigroot per se. This was not an issue as it would have added a few kms to our trip and this way it took us thru great scenic Otago landscape previously unseen by us.
Bowkers Bridge built in 1869
This detour put us on the road from Dunedin to Ranfurly, indeed following some of  the places we visited on the two Otago Rail Trail trips we have done previously. So to Ranfurly we ventured via Hyde, Tiroiti, Kokonga ,and Kyeburn.  Ranfurly fitting the criteria of a warm pub with TV and a convenient camp. However Sheryl’s reading of the weather forecast gave it an expected overnight temperature of minus 6 degrees…… oh gawd…. It was early enough and not much chop so we carried on further inland (yes we know, it probably wasn’t going to improve). Cromwell is a rather pleasant place, we’ve spent several nights there over the last few years and yes, it ticked the boxes….. but shock horror a monkey’s ball freezing overnight of minus 9 degrees was expected
Plan C was hurriedly instigated. There was still daylight left so on we went to our fail proof bolt hole. We did have a lawn mowing engagement in Queenstown and the generous offer of a few nights accommodation in their AbFab holiday home.  And so it passed we arrived in time to cook some dinner before settling in front of the large TV and watching the delayed thrashing of the Australians. Life is Sweet.
Lake Wakatipu from the proposed marina at Jack's Point 

A WW1 relic - given to NZ as a memento! Arrowtown

You can't get sick of the view of the Remarkables 😍
As Jenny & Murray were overseas travelling and needed their lawns doing,  we had arranged prior to our Pounawea stint to return and mow them and with a generous offer to stay on for a few nights we did. Queenstown is much changed from my younger days, spent here usually with one or other brother, at our grandparents who retired here in the early 60’s. We had billy milk and one small 4Square, a tearoom where if we weren't in Grandads bad book, Nana might take us to for a custard square and lemonade. And of course ice skating , usually daily, and sometimes bowls if Grandad wasn't in a competition and Nana had the time to walk us down and mind us. The bowling folk tolerated us reasonably behaved kids and we were often allowed to push a bowl up the green.  And so that was the start of brother Ian’s love of Bowling which has still not diminished….. I don’t mind the odd roll up either.
Queenstown of today is a very different kettle of fish, it has embraced tourism and caters well all year round to the hordes, continuously  jetting in. The old town is unrecognisable as is most of the  new town but it can’t be denied, it is a scenic wonderland, The one thing they haven’t been able to ruin.
We are at Jacks Point a locality about 6ks down the Kingston Rd from Frankton,  a quiet area with little of the business of town,  very scenic with all round views, lovely walks, and good all day sun, a bonus at this time of the year.  From this base  we journeyed  to Lake Johnson and Moke Lake. Moke Lake had a pleasant if somewhat muddy 2 hour walk around it and may be known to some as the place of Jane Campions “Woman’s Camp “. We never caught that series. It is a lovely spot 20 minutes from town. There is also a 4 hour walk thru the back high country from there to Arthurs Point which may be biked, walked or even horse trekked. So we have a few options there for next time.
Peaceful Arrowtown (Well it is in Winter)

Wonder if they are worried about sea rise! (Aramoana)
We also spent a sometime at Arrowtown  visiting the museum (always interesting) wandering the streets,  having a light lunch in one of the many cafes , all very pleasant.   Always finding at every turn, more to do another day.  We even managed a bike ride from Frankton to Queenstown on the Queenstown Bike Trail, which nicely removes you from the traffic, keeping down along the waters edge.  A pleasant day, mid week wandering the streets, telling Sheryl how much it had all changed, on and on like a stuck record. Midweek has a certain appeal as one might assume that all the tourists are out skiing and town should be deserted, as it probably was. However still quite busy from our perspective, and always, always, a huge queue outside Ferg Burgers meaning, sadly , I will never ever get to try one.
So now it is time to venture further south and see just how cold we can cope!




Friday, 9 August 2019

Farewell Pounawea for now

A little bit of snow!

Everything looking spotless!

We will have been parked up in Pounawea for 4 weeks by the time we move on tomorrow. Pounawea is 4km out of Owaka,  the largest settlement in the Catlins. It is 20 km from Balclutha heading towards Invercargill.

 Owaka is famous for its quirky collection of teapots at Teapot Land. Being on the Scenic Southern Highway tourist route,  many stop to take photos of the collection. It’s a bit of nostalgia, as well as interesting, with the teapots originating from all around the world. We’ve visited Owaka a few times during our stay and couldn't resist taking a photo like so many others.

Looking across the Estuary back to Pounawea

Surat Beach

Teapotland Owaka (that is the poor neighbours house!) 

Outboard ready to go - just need water πŸ˜†

Our lovely cosy firebox

Picking locks
Of course the sink is the best place to find the hole!

Bill and his mate up the main street of Pounawea

Chief Grounds Keeper

The weather has been pretty patchy over the last couple of weeks with winter really hitting, with two days of snow down to sea level. It has been very picturesque, pretty to look at from our lovely living room with the fire that's been keeping us cosy.

We have been out and around exploring  and doing walks. Our latest excursion took us to Surat Beach, famous for the wreck of the Surat where in 1873 the boat  hit rocks further south along the Coast, then ended up being washed onto the beach now named Surat. Everyone was rescued safely luckily – this was on New Years Day 1874, the year could only get better for the poor souls after that one I would think! There's no sign of it today except for a sign pointing out to sea. Again we came across a few huge seals lolling in the sand – thankfully they weren’t interested in us.

Bill has been continuing with projects on the kayak, bike punctures and the little  shed door  managing to rekey the old lock  just happening to have the right bits and pieces in his kit. He does like to hoard bits and pieces, and has had to restrict the quantity with living in the bus. But he still manages to have just the right bits and bobs to do the little jobs he enjoys. The previous door on the little shed was ideal for children not great for adults. With Poss and Annette finding the perfect door (from their sons demolished house in Dunedin), Bill was able to fit it to a purpose built frame. Looks great with all the spring flowers.

One of those other projects at the moment  he has been sorting out is the radio walkie talkies. Most of you will know of Bills latest attraction to Alibaba’s website. He imported a walkie talkie to be able to talk to the bus’s CB radio and to the other VHF  walkie talkie that goes out with the kayak. I think he has appreciated having a few days snowed in to be able to complete this task. Lots of programming,his timing perfect with our second day of snow when we had no cell phone coverage. He was able to go into the Crib and make the porridge and then call me when it was ready, on the radioπŸ˜†
Whitebait Fritta as they should look on this dinner plate.

The Shed with half a door!

The Shed with it's new door πŸ‘
Annette & Poss came and had lunch with us and a bit of a catch up before we move on. They were delighted with the jobs Bill had done and of course we were grateful to have a lovely warm and cosy spot to park up for the worst of winter (fingers crossed the worst is over). I had soup made but Annette brought the Whitebait – delicious. Enough for 4 but only Poss & I like them so……… we had to do our best!

With our heading off for 4 to 5 weeks, we will return and enjoy Pounawea once again, hopefully with Annette & Poss here next time, where Annette is going to teach me how to Whitebait. Yes!!