As of today, Tuesday, February 15, we have traveled from the Top of the North Island, Cape Reinga, to Slope Point, southeast of Invercargill, a linear distance of approximately 1,400 kilometers. The actually distance is more than that as we have zigged and zagged across the country from east coast to west coast and back during the last two and half months. Tomorrow will begin our northbound journey up the west coast of the South Island,
But let’s back track a bit.
Dunedin
We arrived in Dunedin from Moeraki on Wednesday, February 9 in the early afternoon. Luckily we arrived early. There were only three powered campsites available. A large caravan group from England was expected later in the day.
We spent the afternoon driving around the city, taking photographs of the old Victorian buildings, many reminiscent of those we saw in Scotland. The first permanent European settlers were from Scotland. Late in the afternoon, we drove out to the headlands area where the Northern Royal Albatross are known to nest. They are such huge, heavy birds they nest on high headlands and run off the cliffs into the thermals to take off.
They spend over 80 percent of their life over the water and only come ashore to lay their eggs and to raise their young. Baby albatross do not reach maturity and start to fly until they are nearly a year old. We were able to see several of these gigantic birds flying in from the sea late in the afternoon.
Unfortunately, I lost of the photographs of our first day of Dunedin when Mac crashed. Fortunately, all the other photos had been backed up. Here is a museum shot of an albatross.
On our second day in Dunedin, we visited the Cadbury Chocolate Factory. They have some cute exhibits, but don't allow photographs inside the factory.
The best part of the visit was getting to eat the chocolates. We’ve since been on a serious carb high as we sample all of the goodies. New Zealand is a huge dairy producer which is a good thing as the Cadbury factory uses 200,000 liters of milk a day to produce its milk chocolates.
On the third day, we spent most of the day at the Otago Museum. We are becoming so familiar now with New Zealand history, culture, flora, and fauna that there were parts of the museum we could breeze through. Still there is much to learn and there were some fascinating exhibits including an explanation of the Moeraki Boulders, mudstone concretions. One of the fascinating exhibits in the museum was all about faces and facial expressions. We had some opportunities to put our faces in to some famous artwork.
Saturday, Russ and I got up early and went into Dunedin to take the train to the Taieri Gorge. The Saturday morning farmers’ market was in full swing at one end of the rail yard.
The trip was a half day trip and back from the magnificent Edwardian railway station at sea level to Pukerangi at 250 meters above sea level. The vintage train hugged cliffs, chugged through long dark tunnels, and crossed over several viaducts through picturesque gorges.
Built in the late 1800’s and open for business in 1889. After 100 years of service transporting agricultural goods and building materials for the Clyde Dam, the railroad was closed down. The city of Dunedin purchased the train and track for tourist excursions, and it is one of Dunedin’s leading tourist attractions toda
Barbara and Bruce |
OH NO!
Upon returning to Dunedin, Russ and I headed south and hour and half out of the city to a little place called Kaka point where we camped for the night. When we reached the campsite, Russ wanted to do some tax work and discovered that he had left his paperwork binder (lots of information, credit cards, etc.) in the kitchen at the Dunedin campground. Yipes! Not good!
After a few frantic minutes, we were able to contact the campground, and yes they had our binder. One of our fellow campers had found it and tried to bring it to us but we had already left for the early morning train trip. He turned it in to the office and the office sent us an email. We were so thankful. We got up early the following morning and returned to Dunedin to retrieve the binder. With the binder in hand, we headed south once again to Owaka and Pounawea.
Owaka
We visited the Owaka museum and fell in love with a small New Zealand quilted wall hanging, created by NZ Quilting Artist Corale Hollocks, which will be our primary souvenir of New Zealand.
Not far from our campground in Pounawea, we drove to a trail head and hiked to a Jack’s Blowhole. The blowhole is 200 meters from the ocean and is similar to the sink/blow hole up in the Mendocino headlands. The sea surges in through a cavernous opening into this big pit and the waves crash around. It is an interesting and beautiful geological feature.
Michael and Karen |
It was a cold and windy walk to the blowhole. I wore my Alaskan fleece headband with “Alaska” embroidered across the front. We met another couple at the blow hole…..from Palmor,Alaska. We’ve gotten so used to Kiwi, British, and German accents, it was a treat to talk with some other Americans. Both school teachers, this couple just retired and are in NZ for two months.
We only stayed one night at Pounawea, and the following morning continued our southerly drive down the coast. It was a magnificently clear day. .Our first mini hike of the day was to the Purakanui Falls.
Once again in the car, we rounded the bend at Papatowi we looked down on the magnificent beach of Tautuku Bay. It was sweeping crescent shaped bay with long graceful waves breaking on the sand. We stayed in a campground close to the McLean waterfall.
The McLean Falls Motel and Holiday park was in Chaslands. It was definitely one of the nicer campgrounds we have stayed in. They had a lovely café that served up Mexican food along with gluten-free fudge brownies. While staying at the camground, we took a nice walk to the McLean Falls and enjoyed the colorful mushrooms on the side of the road.
Later in the day when the tide was low, we trekked down through a fern forest and across a golden sand beach to the Cathedral caves .
The cave has two entrances. When the tide is low, we could walk through one entrance and exit around the corner to the other. It can be a very dangerous place when the tide is high and the trail head down to the beach is gated off until just one hour before low tide and one hour after low tide.
Southern Tip, Slopes Point & Bluff
Tuesday, February 15 is the day we reached the southern most point, Slopes Point, of the south island. To commemorate, we pulled out all of our geocaching travel bugs and took their pictures with the GPS.
Travel Bugs from Left to Right: Hang a Left (Hal) Pirate, Cruising 1, Gordon the Gnome, and Dragon of the West |
Slopes point is a windswept headland where the grass grows sideways and the ground cover hugs on to the soil with all of its might.
Later in the day, we also drove to Bluff which technically is not the farthest south point, but is traditionally considered the southern most point as the scenic highway ended here.
Invercargill
We are in Invercargill this evening. I was able to get my haircut this afternoon. We did some sightseeing of local buildings, and did a little grocery shopping. Our Internet connection isn’t great here at the campground, so we will look for a better connection in the morning. We would like to find at least one geocache in the area before leaving so that we can log the travel bugs in and give them mileage credit. Oh what we do for the love of a geocaching adventure!
There is a high pressure system over the southwest coast now, so we made arrangements to take an all day boat tour through Doubtful Sound on Thursday.
Still having fun. All is well with the 2 Sail R's
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