Showing posts with label new zealand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new zealand. Show all posts

Sunday, July 20, 2014

The Last Trips


Before we ditched town, we each indulged in a little trip. A Last Hoorah sort of thing. Darren and some work buddies spent a week in Queenstown, New Zealand. And boy did it look gorgeous. They had some good, manly adventures (and injuries) biking, hiking, zip-lining and boating in that other-worldly beautiful land.

(I'd let him fill in the details, but this post isn't high up on his to-do list at the moment, so I'll let the pictures do the talking.)








The Three Amigos

                                                                                    Not a bad view for breakfast on the balcony, eh?



A week later, Sara and I took a 3 day camping/canoeing weekend down the beautiful river that cuts through Kangaroo Valley. It was with a little trepidation that we embarked seeing as we had just switched the destination the night before (as opposed to a backpackers trail through the Blue Mountains) and neither of us had ever taken a canoeing trip, let alone one so long or isolated. But we shoved our backpacks full with the appropriate backpacker food and fuel and said some good prayers on the way down. It turned out AWESOME - an unforgettable, adventurous weekend with one of my best friends.

The first day was a bit rainy, but we found some cool dead trees to canoodle through and trucked our way up a leach infested forest to reach a pretty nifty cave we had our eye on. We felt like warriors.

admiring our totally impressive boat knotting skills (not)



It was kind of a risk of life and limb as the climb was slippery, then the floor kept breaking away from underneath us, and we each acquired a few little hitchhikers that kept us bleeding a while (the leaches were as long as my finger and EVERYWHERE!) But my was it pretty.



never has food tasted so good
It didn't stay rainy forever. We got some gorgeous blue skies, some good climbs, some good swims and a whole lotta stories in. Even listened to a bit of LDS General Conference as it was broadcasted that weekend, too. Listening to inspiring leaders while gliding through the water, without another boat/swimmer/house/soul in sight for days at a time was seriously kind of amazing.

our campsite
Up a small inlet and around a few corners later, we pulled up to our very private campsite - a little secret the boat owner had let us in on - with its own little lagoon. I've never felt so removed from civilization.

This is where we got to really test our skills. Tired and hungry, we set up camp and were ready for some grub. Unfortunately, with the light waning we quickly realized neither of us brought matches. Oi! With all the wood being wet, my cheap lighter broke within minutes so we were getting a bit desperate. Luckily our little emergency kit had some flint and steel. Voila! About a half hour and 20 pages of Sara's book later (the only dry kindling we had~) we got our stove working and a small fire to boot. It was HEAVEN I tell ya. We lounged and read and drank cocoa and talked into the dark until the rain picked up again.
Look at us hard-core campers - purifying our own water and everything! We had a visit from quite a few snuffling wombats rooting around our tent (at least they weren't dingos) but slept pretty well.


The next day we enjoyed ample sunshine, lunched on a green little island where a ginourmous goana welcomed us, and set up camp on a gorgeous property with friendly horses and beautiful morning views.

Sore arms but feeling awesome.



Our final day we traded in our canoe for some kayaks to take down the small rapids. As luck would have it, the GoPro didn't charge properly so we didn't get any shots of the active wombats, "white water" rapids (good to get the heart pumping but nothing too crazy), and gorgeous wonderland we happened into on a hunch that that little waterfall held more promise. Hiking up through the stream that fed it was honestly, so breathtaking. We kept shouting "HOW ON EARTH DO WE NOT HAVE A CAMERA TO CAPTURE THIS?!" It will remain our special spot forever.
where we carried the kayaks down to start out
I'm not one who does "Girls Trips" very often, but this was the ultimate goodbye. Adventure, challenge, alone time, no concern for anything but survival and communication. Nature is good and trips with friends are an incredible way to get out there and enjoy it!


Saturday, August 20, 2011

Some of Me Trips

Darren here. Here are some pics to my trips to Geraldton, Darwin and Wellington.
Geraldton is in Western Australia about 250 miles north of Perth on the Indian Ocean. When the canola is in bloom, as it was last week, the fields are lit yellow. Now is part of the 2-month green season. The rest of the year, I'm told, the countryside is red and dusty.   

The color didn't look real.

The purple is a weed that covers wide areas and looks spectacular next to the canola.


This is part of a memorial commemorating the WWII vessel HMAS Sydney that was sunk by a German cruiser in 1941, killing all 645 aboard. The tower is a replica of the bow of the ship. If you look closely, you can see the depth numbers.
View of the Indian Ocean from the HMAS Sydney memorial.

Darwin is in Northern Australia on the Timor Sea not far from Indonesia. The tropical climate keeps Darwin warm all year. It has in intense wet season that is preceded by unrelenting humidity. 
Fishing boat off the Darwin coast in the Timor Sea.

Never seen that before.

Sunset over the Timor Sea


Wellington is the capital of New Zealand situated on the Cooks Straight. It has a compact, good-sized city with epic natural surroundings. Food was amazing. 
Civic Center



Part of the Cook Straight that faces Southeast toward the Pacific Ocean. Cold Antarctic winds and currents come in from the South.

This is in the Wellywood suburb where the LOTR/Hobbit actors live during filming. We had second breakfasts at a restaurant around the corner. Ian Mckellen was not present.

Really great botanic garden

botanic garden


At the WETA cave.

This is the actual suit the guy wore.


So I signed up for a Lord of the Rings tour. Let me start again. I was the only person who signed up for a Lord of the Rings tour. Eight hours, one-on-one, with a highly enthusiastic guide. It was cool to see the filming locations around Wellington and I learned more than I ever wanted to know about LOTR, but it got weird after while. There is something disquieting about a man helping you don rubber elf ears and a plastic sword ahead of a woodland photo shoot. Surely the passers by were as creeped out as I was.     

Kayaks in Wellington harbor near Civic Center.