Sunday, May 25, 2014

Cleaning in Tutukaka and History in Kerikeri



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sky tower

We spent most of Easter out of the rain in Kate’s apartment.  We were catching a bus in the afternoon to go to Whangrei (pronounced Faun-ga-rey).  Kate escorted us to the bus stop and even had a the bus schedule all figured out for us.  She is a sweetie.  The trek from one bus stop to the other was uneventful, but we did see the famous tower on the way.  That was pretty cool.
 
 In Whangrei we were picked up by Sally, our wwoofing host who lives in Tutukaka.  She talked a lot.  I loved hearing her stories.  When we got to her house she had a cottage pie ready for dinner and we met the other wwoofers that she had staying wither her: Freddy and Linette.  She also gave each of us (the wwoofers) an easter egg.  What a sweetie!



This lovely lady, I feel like has done so much with her life.  She started her own cleaning business.  She has traveled to India, the United States and few other places. She has two adorable boys, who she was breastfeeding and taking care of when she started her business.  And after all that she decided she has enough room in her life to host wwoofer and try and share the New Zealand culture and hospitality with us.  How fabulous!


Brenton is her husband.  We didn't see him too much because he had shift work at the oil refinery.   But when we did see him he was quiet and mild mannered.  Definitely calmer than Sally and didn't talk as much.  The kids, on the other hand, we saw all the time.  Jamie and Alex are full of energy and questions.  But luckily, when we wanted a little calm or quite we would just get them on their computer games and do our thing.  



Tutukaka is known for its rocky shores, pristine white sand beaches, stunning coastal bush walks, and the Poor Knights Marine Reserve.  We didn’t get to do too many of these things, because we were cleaning quite a bit, but we did get to see some spectacular views from the holiday houses we did clean.

pictures from cleaning houses
making a fort with Alex
So we start generally at 8am.  This is when we left to clean houses.  So we had to have had breakfast and be all awake and stuff before that.  The first day I cleaned two houses in the morning with the other wwoofers and then we went back to the house for lunch. After lunch the boys were asked who they wanted to watch them and they picked me.  God knows why.  I had talked to them a bit, but I hadn’t played with them yet.  So after lunch I got dropped off at the beach with the boys.  We made forts, played pirates, and eventually everything evolved into war games.  This led to fighting, as brothers do.  Linette got dropped off at this point so we continued playing then walked to the store for ice cream and lollies (candy).  
The girls in the hot tub
 
At the house Ashlie and I decided to make Indian food for everyone, and it was a hit.  I always feel like Ashlie is much better at making stir frys than I am, so I just end up chopping up everything and opening cans.  I don’t mind at all.  It gives me the allusion that I am cooking and keeps Ashlie's eyes from welling up over onions and garlic.  The last thing we did, after that long day, was we hopped in the Hot tub.  It was very relaxing.

view from Sally's house
 The rest of our time with Sally was split up between babysitting, cleaning houses, ironing and laundry.  She had a staff shortage over Easter weekend; so usually we would not be working this much.  At the end of our wwoofing stay she gave us a little bit of money and drove us to Kerikeri (over an hour away) to say thank you and compensate us for being a bit over worked.  In the end I didn’t mind so much.  We did get to see the beaches, and I even did the lighthouse walk with Linette.  I also enjoy cleaning and cooking.  And cooking for the whole family plus four extra people was reminiscent of dinner parties to me.  
The lighthouse walk
 While we were there Ashlie also got to do scuba diving on the poor Knights Island.  This was the whole reason we came to Tutukaka.  She had a blast, but the weather hindered her dive.  In the end she didn’t get to dive the Middle arch (the best and most famous of the dive spots), but she did get to see the largest cave in the world and that’s pretty cool all by itself. 

To go to Kerikeri we had to be ready at 7AM.  We had a few things to do before we got there, so starting extra early was key for Sally.  We got on the road and after the erands were done Sally decided we should see some of the sites around Kerikeri.  

So our first stop was a public bathroom in Kawakawa.  This beautiful bathroom was designed by Austrian artist and architect Friedensreich Hundertwasser.


Next was a famous and delicious Kerikeri chocolate shop. Unfortunately the chocolate was too expensive for me to buy any.  Otherwise I would have gotten the gorgeous macadamia butter toffee crunch that we got free samples of.

Makana chocolate shop
 After this bit of site seeing she took us right into Waipapa where our couch surfing host lives.  This is quite close to Kerikeri and Sally’s son was going to visit a friend there as well.  We knew we were super early to go to Russell’s house, I had told him we would be there in the afternoon.  Regardless I called and text to no avail, so we settled in for coffee and some pastries.  

When I found out later I found out he was out on his boat with his current couch surfers. Ashlie and I discussed a plan of action.  He said he wouldn’t be back until afternoon and it was still morning.  We could hang around there, reading, computing and drinking coffee or we could try and hitch somewhere.  We decided on the latter.  We were going to try and hitch to Paihia.  Ashlie had looked it up and it had some historical stuff she wanted to visit.  


Stick out your thumb and smile big.  The Key to successful hitching.  It didn’t take us long to catch a ride.  But they were heading to Kerikeri.  I shrugged “why not” and we went to Kerikeri only about 20 minutes away.  On the way our driver told us about a historical site there.  It was the oldest stone building in New Zealand and had a tour, café and garden attached to it.  It sounded pretty interesting.  He was even kind enough to drop us off there after he dropped off his son to catch the bus to Auckland.

The stone store was pretty cool.  It was a little museum shop inside and you could get a guided tour for about 10 bucks.  I thought a bit of a history lesson would be nice and so did Ashlie.  They even let us leave our packs with them, so we didn’t have to lug it around on the tour.

 The stone store is connected with the oldest building in New Zealand, the Kemp house.  This is where we started our tour with a little old lady dressed in period clothing.  The Kemp house was a missionary house built in the early 1800’s.  In order to build or even live in this house the missionaries needed to get permission from the local Maori tribes and essentially get protection from their chief.  This was never a problem for the missionaries because the Maori knew that they could get guns from them.  Whoever had the most guns were the most powerful tribe.

The house reminded me much of my friend Eva’s childhood home.  It was a similar style to a colonial house.  This house had hard wood floors, made of the native Kauri wood.  We had to remove our shoes before entering to make sure we didn’t damage the 200 year old floors.  The inside was sparsely furnished with narrow beds and a few nice pieces of furniture in the sitting room.  My favorite part was the kitchen.  It was open hearth and you could tell the cooking technique was much different than what we would do today.

The store was a missionary trading post and built about ten years after the Kemp House.  It was built in order to make the stealing of supplies more difficult.  They had a less well built building before or stored the supplies in the Kemp house.  After more settlers moved to New Zealand, and created their own provision stores, the missionary leased out the building to be used by kauri gum traders.  







mamma pig
After our little historical tour we just chilled out waiting for Russell.  He picked us up at the stone store and brought us to his lifestyle block.  Life style blocks, also known as hobby farms, are quite common in New Zealand.  They are kinda like mini farms.  It’s a way for people to get out of the city and muck around with chickens, gardens and what not.  Some people aspire to be farmers and this is a way to get a taste of it, but I think most people in New Zealand see it as a way to become, in some little part of their lives, self sustainable.  They will often have rain water, solar panels and try to grow/raise all their own food.
 
the piglets

skinning the sheep
 Russell’s block had sheep, pigs and gardens.  He butchers all his own animals and hunts as well.  He seemed really proud of his animals.  That day he was scheduled to butcher a couple of the neighbor’s sheep and he said I could watch.  I didn’t see the animal killed but I did see it gutted and skinned.  It was fascinating.  Now I understand how bear rugs could possibly still have the heads attached.

the skins after
 Ashlie was not keen of this idea.  She put her headphones in, played her music full blast and started cooking.  We made another curry that Russell loved, then had a few beers and some good conversation about Russell’s kids and past time activities.  Ashlie and him had a long conversation on diving, and we talked more about hunting.  I’ve never hunted, but always have wanted to.  I found it fascinating that there really wasn’t much of a hunting season, or too many regulations.

 In the morning Russell made us eggs, homemade bacon and toast.  Then he and I headed out to a hike.  Ashlie wasn’t feeling well, so she rested up a bit.  I ended up hikking in the rain, but I loved it!  Russell runs every day on the Rainbow Falls, Kerikeri River Trek.  I didn’t see any rainbows, but I did see a beautiful river and waterfall.  I really enjoyed myself. 
 
 After that he dropped us off for the bus and told me to come back again.  We both really enjoyed his hospitality.  Next we were off to Kaitaia and 90 mile beach, one of the most northern parts of New Zealand.  


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