New Zealand Part 5

9 December 2002

Today we are going kayaking. After breakfast we are being picked up by Jeff from  Alpine River Guides, who will lead us over the Clutha River. We are absolute beginners and therefore we choose a Kayak op de Clutha Rivergrade II river. Reasonably fast flowing with a couple of nice rapids. The weather is perfect: sunny and some 20°C (68°F) or more. Erik does not fit into the largest size kayak and that's why Claire, Jeff's wife has to drive home to fetch a special type of kayak which you sit on in stead of sit in. I fit perfectly into my kayak and after a trial run of tumble-over-and-get-out-of-the-kayak, we are on our way.  The beginning is fairly easy. Then follow a couple of rapids with waves, but we manage them well. Even the "Washing Machine" and the " Kawarau Bridge Bungy Jump Mother Rapid" do not tumble us over. Jeff is a good guide and instructor, giving us useful tips and encouragement. After a good 2,5 hours it is all over. Jeff brings us back to Wanaka where we have lunch.

We spend the afternoon touring the Otago region. First to Cromwell (boring and called that to spite the Irish immigrants) and Bannockburn, where we taste some wine at the Mt Difficulty winery. On we go towards the old Kawarau bridge, where you can do the original bungy jump at AJ Hackett. The jumpers get a certificate, a T-shirt and against extra payment even a video-recording. We just watch others master their death fears and jump into the deep river gorge. The spectators can watch it all from specially built platforms. We move on via the Crown Range Road back to WanakaCrown Range Road. This is the highest Main Route of New Zealand (at 1120m/3360ft alt.) and it takes us past Cardrona where the Cardrona hotel is a witness to the days of the Goldrush. Its front is in arrested decay while the hotel behind it, is completely refurbished. Next to it is the old post office and general store (not accessable).

In Wanaka we eatMexican at Amigas. .

 Wanaka - Te Anau: 273 km (170 mi)

10 December 2002

After a dismal breakfast at Kai Whakapai (scrambled eggs gone wrong and stone hard toast) we carry on via the Crown Range Highway to Arrowtown. This small town still retains some of the GoldArrowtown Postkantoor rush heritage. This shortlived gold rush started when one Willam Fox found here the first gold in 1862 and lasted for about 10 years. At its peak Arrowtown had about 7,000 inhabitants, only 1,200 remain today. The main street of the old centre consists of wooden houses and window signs from days past. It bit further on is the  former Chinese settlement. It shows the dark side of the goldrush era. The Chinese had to live seperately during the goldrush is tiny ramshackle huts. Chinese Settlement, Arrowtown  They were discriminated against, earned half the wages that Europeans got for the same work and had a hard time. Most of them returned to China (more or less forcibly), but without the riches they had imagined when they set out for New Zealand. The Chinese settlement was deserted at the time but since about 15 years ago it is kept in a state of arrested decay.  

It has been raining all morning, but after Arrowtown the sky starts clearing. We drive further south, passing Queenstown, and south along  Lake Wakatipu. With the clearing clouds and the high mountains around it, the lake makes a fine introduction into Southland. The road to Te Anau in Fiordland is still very long. After Queenstown another 170 km (106 mi). Here too, the country is very empty of people. We come across only a few tiny hamlets before we finally reach Te Anau in Fiordland on the lake with the same name. We stay at the YHA-hostel. The town is none too big and not very specially beautiful (like most NZ small towns) and totally geared at tourism. Lots of accommodation, a fair number of restaurants and various outfits for tours and  trips, most of them to the Sounds or fiords.

At night we have dinner at the Radcliff Café & Bar. Very tasteful and imaginative dishes in quiet setting.

Later at night we return for a performance of  guitarist/singer Ben Fulton, who is on his summer tour. Nice passionately sung songs. Pitty that most of guests at the bar keep on babbling away during the performance.

 

11 December 2002

We have breakfast at the Bakery and drive to Manapouri on the lake with the same name. Here we board a boat for a cruise to Doubtful Sound with  Real Journeys. That is to say, we first cross Lake Manapouri. This is New Zealand's fifth largest lake and second deepest lake. On the other side of the lake we get on a bus, which takes us across theRegenwoud bij Doubtful Sound Wilmott pass, through rainforests. The forest is densely grown with ferns, beech and rimu. The ride is over one New Zealand's most remote roads. It does not connect to any other road and only links Lake Manapouri to Doubtful Sound.  The sky is overcast and it rains quite a bit. The Doubtful sound is partly shrouded in the clouds. It is the second longest fjord of 14 fjords in this area. It is 430 m / 1300ft deep at its deepest point. We board another vessel which will take us over the Sound. This sound is actually a fjord, as it is formed by a glacier and not by a river. On the sound the views of the green mountains is impressive.Doubtful Sound Because of the large quantities of rain that fall here most days, there are countless waterfalls carrying the rainwater into the sound. We sail some 40 km (26 mi) down the sound towards the sea. We do not actually go out to sea because of the high waves today. We do notice this when get close to the sea and the ships starts to roll more than we care for. Meanwhile we have eaten most of our lunch boxes that we ordered with our ticket. We return through a couple of branches of the sound. On our way we see a number of fur seals and - quite luckily - a pod of some 10 Bottlenose Dolphins. These are quite a bit taller than the Dusky Dolphins we swam with in Kaikoura. (up to 3 metres or 10 ft). They frolic playfully in the water. We are not supposed to clap or whistle to get their attention, as this is against regulations. After having enjoyed the animals' company for a while we move on to the starting point of the cruise at Deep Cove.

There we still have to do a visit to the power station. This power station makes use of the difference in altitude between Lake Manapouri and Doubtful Sound. Within the mountains channelsl have been drilled and turbines have been installed to generate electrical power. Through a tunnel that spirals its way into the mountain we reach the power station itself. Interesting enough in itself, but after a day full of natural wonders not too fascinating. Then follows the last leg over Lake Manapouri back to the mainland.

We drive back to Te Anau where we have dinner at La Toscana. Good Italian food. Filled to the last inch we leave the place and head for a late night drink at the  Radcliff bar.

Te Anau - Dunedin: 290 km (181 mi)

12 December 2002

Today stationshal, Dunedinwe drive to Dunedin. This route takes us across the South Island again to the East Coast. It's fairly reasonable weather and the journey goes well. Closer to Dunedin it gets more cloudy and it starts raining. We find our B&B, the Albatross Inn without much trouble. It is a nice enough place, but some of the furniture is badly in need of replacement. Big plus is the free internet access. We have lunch in a downtown café (Capers) on George St. We explore the city centre. The railway station dates from the late 19th century and is beautifully kept. Inside is the real surprise: rich decorations of china and majolica made especially by Royal Doulton in Britain. The central square in Dunedin is the OctagoStadhuis, Dunedinn, not surprisingly an octagonal area. Here are the city hall, St Paul's Cathedral and the Regent Theatre. In the City Hall is also the Tourist information centre. The cathedral is nice, dating back to 1909 with an abse from 1971. A bit further on is the First Church. A Scottish presbytarian church from the same period. All these buildings are in the same grey stones that remind us of Edinburgh in Scotland. Dunedin makes a lot of its Scottish heritage. It owes its name to the Scottish capital too. Scotland is around us everywhere. There are many Scottish shops - even kilt makers - and Scottish flags can be seen on many a flag pole. The shops close a bit early, around five. First Church, Dunedin

At night we eat at Abalone, a trendy restaurant and bar, with good food.

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