The Grand Finale

Well, I guess all good things must end.  So, let’s get into it—my last blog covering my 9 day road trip from Dunedin to Auckland.

On day one, I just hired my super flash campervan from Christchurch and drove all the way up to the start of Abel Tasman—almost 14 hours of driving.  It never ceases to amaze me how generous people are though.  I had a guy in Christchurch walk with me to close to where I had to go then another randomly offer me a ride

because my bags were so big!  Then, I’d been keen to pick up a hitchhiker all along, but never had a chance.  About 4 hours away from Abel Tasman and nearly 3 from Christchurch, I passed a young kid with a sign to Abel Tasman, so I gave him a ride and he kept me company, so it worked out great!  We got in to Marahau around 10:30pm, so I slept in the back of the camper at the Abel Tasman trailhead.

On days two and three I hiked along the Abel Tasman coastal track.  It’s very different than the rest.  I took

a water taxi about halfway out then would walk back, but it just follows the coastline with some amazing beaches.  I took several opportunities to go for a dip in the ocean and just relax in the sun—it was hot!  I passed one friend from Uni along the track, then coincidentally was staying at the hut with another one (who I ended up hiking out with and giving a ride to Nelson).  The coast here was so beautiful—white granite cliffs, golden beaches and blue oceans.  Along the taxi ride, we even saw two dolphin pods, a seal colony, and heaps of little blue penguins!  What a great start and such an amazing, yet different part of the country.

On day three, after hiking out, I drove on to Picton following the scenic Queen Charlotte Sound—one of the many sounds that make up the Marlborough Sounds.  Again, so beautiful with green rolling hills and bright blue water heading out to the sea.  Once I get into Picton, a little early, I got on the standby list to take the n

ight ferry, rather than wait until the morning.  While waiting I met a very friendly guy from Vermont who was here visiting his daughter who also did exchange at Otago.  I was able to get on the ferry that night meaning I would meet up with my mater in Wellington on the North Island that night! 

The following day, he showed me around Wellington—NZ’s capital.  It was a very fun city, with lots of young people, right on the harbor.  I checked out the national museum of NZ , Te Papa, and walked up Mt  Victoria which overlooks the city and was where some of Lord of the Rings was filmed.  The next morning, bright and early, we were off to Tongariro National Park to do

another Great Walk.

This walk, once again, was extremely different than any others.  It’s in a very barren, desert-like landscape formed by volcanoes.  It would be empty barren rock, then out of nowhere a snow covered, volcanic

mountain.  The first day was raining extremely hard, but after that, the weather was great!  There are also “emerald lakes” there, which are literally turquoise colour due to the minerals from volcanoes.  On our final day, I climbed Mt. Nguaruhoe, which got famous for being Mt. Doom in Lord of the Rings.  After three days of walking (nearly 10 hours the last day), we stopped in Taupo at natural hot pools and spend the night relaxing and sleeping in the camper there.

Now, for my last trip, it was on to the Coromandel Pensiula.  While we only had a day and a half and one night, we still got to see and seim at Cathedral Cover.  This is a beautiful beach made famous by being in the Narnia movies.  We then camped by Hot Water Beach, which was really unique.  During low tide, you can walk out on to the beach and dig into the sand and there are puddles of hot, and I mean really hot, water.  This was very unique, but Andy and I preferred swimming in the ocean rather than spending too long in the hot tubs.  The next morning, after one more dip in the Pacific, it was on the airport.  We had outstanding weather the entire time and it was really amazing to see how varied the landscapes are around Aotearoa.

This is probably the last blog I will write, and I do it with mixed emotions.  I am thrilled to see everyone and not be travelling for a while, but saying goodbye to friends and the landscapes is miserable.  Going abroad has changed me completely and opened my eyes to the world.  It was the most powerful thing I’ve done, and tested my comfort zones at time, but at the end of the day, is the most rewarding and memorable thing I have ever done. 

Before I went abroad, I read an article about how, after living abroad, you almost lead two lives because a part of you will stay there.  There is a part of me tied to the friends, the beaches, the mountains, the lakes, and the deserts that make NZ amazing.  I feel so fortunate for having had this opportunity and support!  Cheers for reading all along and I hope to see all of you in the next few days or weeks!  Hopefully I’ve encouraged you that there is so much more to see outside of America, and people are amazing, and the world really is accessible,

so go see it!  As the hut warden in the Welcome Flats Hut told me—“just follow your compass.  Don’t worry about what society says you should do, do what you truly want to do and you’ll never have regrets.” Captions: my van, a tropical beach in Able Tasman, Queen Charlotte Sound, the Beehive, Emerald Lakes, Hot Water Beach, a rock in Cathedral Cove

The Finest Walk in the World

So, exams are done (finally!), and now it was time to travel.  After a rough goodbye with some good friends, my mate from Colorado State who is in New Zealand (Lisa) and I headed off to the bus to Te Anau for the
Milford Track, dubbed the "finest walk in the world."

The bus left Sunday afternoon, but we wouldn't start tramping until Monday morning.  However, our bus broke down, but after a short delay, we were on the road and made it to Te Anau.  Lisa has used couchsurfing many times before, which is a social network for travellers, where you can meet people to travel with, host them in your place, or found hosts to stay with, all for free.  I had never used it, but she organised it to stay with a guy in Te Anau and it was an amazing experience!  He was 53, semi-retired, and full of information.  He has hosted over 50 people and has heaps of fascinating stories, pictures, and gifts (including a rock from Antarctica), but he even met us at the bus stop, walked us to the DOC office, and really made us feel at home.  There was also a German kid, 20 I believe, there who was really friendly.  Des, the host, knew the area like the back of his hand and was Maori, so he told us a lot about their culture.  Anyway, we spent

Sunday night at his house, then were to catch a bus to Te Anau Downs, where we would catch a ferry to the track--it's quite the trek before you even begin!

Now, Des warned us that a few days ago he had two Aussies stay at his house and they were required to pay a helicopter deposit because avalanche danger was high, but we didn't have to pay when we got there!  The track is fully booked (40 people/day) from now until March 27th and on the ferry, we already made some friends--a Dutch kid travelling around the world called Robin and a German named Christian.  So, once we finally got to the trailhead, Lisa and I, along with our new mates headed off!  Unfortunately, they regulate the track heavily during peak season, so you're required to stay at the first hut, which is a mere 1 hour walk from the trailhead.  Once we got there, though, we went down by the river and were going to swim, until we got our toes wet and decided laying on rocks in the sun sounded more fun.  I was a little uneasy about sharing a hut with 40 people--so far, I'd had nearly every hut to myself, but as the time went on, I really grew to like it.  Part of what made the trip fun was the social aspect.  That night at the

hut, we met an Aussie (Otto), who was there with his dad as a college graduation gift and a group of 3 Australian couples in their 50s, who were super friendly!  Throughout our 3 nights together, we got to know nearly everyone, but Otto, Robin, Christian, and the Aussies were the best!  There were people from all over the world--America (us, a couple from Cleveland, and a couple from San Diego), France, Aussie, NZ, Germany, South Korea, and Holland.  Back to the day though, once the sandflies (NZ's mosquito) got bad, we retreated from the river back to the hut to eat dinner and socialise.

The second day was slightly harder, but still not too bad.  The hut warden told us that if the weather is nice when we get to the hut, we should continue up to the pass--the highest part of the track because it'd be a pity if we didn't go then the weather was bad on day three.  This day's walk was fairly easy through the bush with a few very scenic openings, and then a bit of an incline towards the end.  When we woke up, there was a great deal of cloud cover, but by midday, the sun broke through.  So now, we've had two days of sunshine

in a row.  This area is notorious for its rain--the ranger told us 28 rainy days/month isn't unrealistic!  So, we arrived at the second hut around 3pm and, since we're in summer and at low latitude we have long days (light until 9:30pm), so we took a short break.  Afterwards, the sun was still shining strong, so Lisa, Otto, Robin, Christian, and myself walked up the pass, which was about an hour from the hut (without packs it felt great!).  The views were unreal.  Even after 5 months here, I was speechless.  Surrounded by peaks in every direction and most of them have waterfalls running off of them (and two of them had avalanches coming down while we were there)!  I'll let the pictures do the talking!  After trying to climb a little side peak (and getting about halfway up) and relaxing on the rocks a bit, we headed back down.  Same kind of routine--dinner and socialising before bed!

     Now day three is a special one.  1-it's my birthday! 2-it's when you are "supposed" to go over the pass. 3-you go to Sutherland Falls--NZ's highest waterfall.  After waking up, and getting a few birthday wishes from Otto, Robin, Christian, and Lisa, we were going to head off.  The keas (one of my new favourite animals), the world's only mountain parrot, were out in full force picking our scraps off the picnic tables and

hanging in the trees!  They caused a brief delay, but eventually we started and going up the pass was much worse with a pack on, but the sun was shining again and the views made it all worth it, even for the second time.  At the top of the pass, I had my first birthday task--a friend had given me a beer and told me to chug it at the most scenic place I go on my birthday, so it got skulled on top of McKinnon Pass.  That was, however, the only beer I drank on my entire 21st!  We continued on a wee bit further and got to a little shelter at the junction to Sutherland Falls.  First of all, they had tea and coffee in the shelter, so that was satisfying, but the falls, NZ's highest at 580m were stunning!  And, since by this point we had worked up a sweat, we were able to walk behind the falls, which was really thrilling.  The water, of course was chilly, and is splashing and blowing, so you can't really see as you walk on slippery rocks, but there are mini-rainbows everywhere from the splashing of the water off the rocks and the sun hitting it!  By the time we got back to the shelter, the 3 Aussie couples had gotten word

that it was my birthday, so I got my first wee serenade there (and reminded how young I really was still)!  After singing, they reminded me how young I was (the youngest on the track in our group), and how as you grow, life changes, but there are always new adventures to keep it interesting!  They continued to joke with me the rest of the day about my knees hurting and back hurting and so on, but once again, we finally made it to the hut.  This one was covered in more sandflies than the others, so we stayed inside and cooked and socialised some more.  Now, I did run back to my bunk to grab something from my bag and had a surprise when I got back!  Lisa had carried a brownie and candle with her and, while I was gone, lit it and told everyone to sing, so once I got back I had 40 people singing to me with a brownie and candle!!  I'm not sure how she carried a brownie 2 days without eating--certainly a feat I'd be incapable of--but it was much appreciated!  And that's how my 21st birthday was spent.

     The fourth and final day is a long, but easy walk back through the bush to be picked up by the boat.  Pretty uneventful on this day.  Just had to say goodbye to our new friends and Lisa and I went back to Des's house for the night before catching our buses and going separate ways, so now I'm back here in Dunedin to pack up before heading on my last adventure.

Milford Track was the very first thing I had booked in New Zealand and it was everything I had hoped for and more.  I was skeptical of the "crowded-ness" of it, but grew to love the socialising aspect.  As I mentioned, the weather here tends to be pretty awful--28 days/month of rain with rain coming as fast as 6 inches/hr at times.  We, however, had 4 straight sunny days with temperatures reaching 28 degrees (that's upper 80s, Americans)!  What an incredible trip to wind down my time in this amazing place and I can only hope my final roadtrip will be just as good!

Thank you all for the birthday wishes!  I don't know when my next blog will be--depends on internet access, but I will definitely post one, hopefully two, before coming back to the stars and stripes.  See yall soon!! Captions: Hidden Lake, A Kea, Waterfalls along track, McKinnon Pass (5), Sutherland Falls (2)