Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas in what feels like July


It's a warm and sunny Christmas Day here in New Zealand, one of the longest days of the year.



   My last wwoof hosts were at the Mamaki Community, which is a small collectively owned piece of land with six houses/familys in Matapouri. Klaus and Vanessa (originally from Germany and the UK), my hosts, are the newest residents, moving from South America with their two children. Klaus shot a possum one night and fried it up for us for dinner.




   Matapouri is on a lovely beach, where I got to go on an ocean kayaking voyage, and did a little paddle surfing and snorkeling. Two of Mamaki's young female residents took us out to a rope swing in the woods, which we four wwoofers promptly proceeded dangerous undertakings on along with a vine looking likely to snap at any moment. I took one brave tarzan swing on the vine straight into a tree, injuring my foot in the process. Hopefully it will be healed before I start trying to hike up volcanoes. In the photo we are trying out our new homemade camping stoves made of aluminum cans.




   I spent a night in Whangarei between wwoofings and checked out a waterfall and a funky clock museum. I also went on a holiday shopping spree for myself and bought a camping pot, new boots (on clearance), imitation Crocs (half off), used sandals at the hospice shop, a sleeping bag, nylon shorts (half off), a wool sweatshirt (on clearance) and a spork. It's going to be interesting when I sell my car and try to cram all this stuff into my backpack.



   I'm now back in the Mangawhai area, on a 400+ acre farm. They've got cattle, sheep, chickens, fruit trees and veggie gardens. The parents are visiting their son in South Africa, so the other three brothers are running the place right now. Although they own a sustainable land development company with permaculture principles, the bros are beer swillin surfers not afraid to spray a little Roundup or eat at Burger King, where I got food poisoning. Even with my achey foot and sore gut, they had me out lawn mowing, weeding and pruning to earn my keep. I'm spending Christmas Eve and Day at the oldest brother's house, looking after his chickens while he's away at his girlfriend's place.


   I've got the next two weeks off (along with most everyone else in NZ apparently) before I do any more wwoofing. I'm finally going to start heading further south, and hopefully will check out some geothermal mud pools and volcanoes along the way.

My newest photos are a little over half way down this page, after the two gosling pics and starting with some horses in one and several of goats.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Northland


   I'm still in Northland, north of Auckland, the subtropical region of the country, and it's getting quite warm. It seems most of the wwoof hosts practicing permaculture are in this region. I probably won't be heading much further south until around Christmas.  


   On my way to my next wwoof hosts, I drove through an old kauri forest. The enormous kauri trees once dominated the New Zealand landscape, but were bled for kauri "gum", and chopped down for timber and to clear the land for pasture. The gum was very valuable and used mostly as varnish by the Europeans.


   My third wwoof hosts were Peter and Helen, a couple from England. They live in a lovely 20 acre valley along with another English couple who had formerly wwoofed with them, both with a couple of children.

  They have cows, chickens, two cats, a dog, four ducks, two geese, and some goslings. Unfortunately the geese didn't seem to want their children, and three were crushed by their mother, the other two rescued by Helen. One was later attacked by a hen and had its leg injured. It couldn't walk on it for days, but was making progress when it suddenly died, probably from the recent wet weather and lack of food. The remaining gosling lives on...


   Two other wwoofers from Bellingham, WA were already there when I arrived. Combining our powers, we cooked up a Thanksgiving Day feast for the Brits. We prepared a stuffed wild turkey, pumpkin pie, bread, salad, and some heady eggnog. Our hosts were impressed, and will now only accept wwoofers on Thanksgiving willing to cook dinner.

   My work consisted mostly of, once again, hauling logs around. This time kanuka instead of olive. The kanuka is like a larger version of the manuka, famous for the honey that bees produce from its pollen. They are both very common, grow easily, and the kanuka makes excellent building material. We used some logs, with the bottoms charred in a fire to resit rot, to build a chicken run. I also helped build a barbed wire fence for keeping in cattle, and dug some potato trenches among other things.
 
   I had agreed through email that I would wwoof there for two weeks, but apparantly they thought it was only one. They also explained that there wasn't enough work for all of us, and they couldn't afford to feed us all. Leaving early was a good thing however, as I got a chance to be a tourist in the Bay of Islands.


   I drove over to Kerikeri, the biggest town in the Bay of Islands region, and saw some historic buildings. The region was the site of the early British settlements and subsequent government. Photo is the first stone building built in New Zealand, where you can buy hand forged nails and other old fashioned knick knacks.

   I spent a couple days in super touristy Paihia where I kayaked, hiked, and visited nearby Waitangi where the famous treaty between the British and Maori was signed in 1840. The treaty gave the British rule over the country, the Maori probably signing largely because it was mistranslated.


   Across the harbor is Russell, another historic town with great views of the area.


   On my way to my current wwoof hosts, I stopped to take a hike over to an old whaling station.

   I'm now at the Mamaki Community staying with Klaus and Vanessa. There are three other wwoofers here, one from Scotland, and two from the U.S. There are a few other familys in the community who share the land. They have horses, goats and chickens as well as a large garden and many fruit trees. I've been mostly putting down bamboo and lime paths between the garden beds.


Click here for heaps of photos! (mostly trees)

You may see some spots and things on my photos. I thought it was something on the lens, but the guy at the camera store said it's something on the sensor inside the camera. I'll have to send it back to Panasonic to get it fixed...

Monday, November 23, 2009

WWOOFING!


   I'm a Willing Worker On Organic Farms and I'm heading to my third today.











My first wwoofing experience was in Silverdale, North Auckland with the Kettles at Vedic Academy Produce. It's a property with three houses and the meditation temple. They practice Transcendental Meditation, but I didn't get an opportunity to learn much about it. It's from India, and I think the Beatles were into it. I did get to do a lot of gardening, weeding, and helped making a path in the "bush". I planted kumara, a sort of sweet potato brought to NZ by the indigenous Maori, basil, corn, leeks and other veggies. We made a hot compost pile with grass clippings, manure, and garden waste. We probably should have added more carbon as it was getting too hot at 70 degrees Celsius, potentially destroying valuable nitrogen! I participated in Betsy's horticulture and permaculture classes, helping to make some raised garden beds with native ponga fern tree trunks.


   In my off time, I visited some parks and enjoyed the wonderful native flora and fauna. The bird life is incredible, as NZ has evolved seperately from the rest of the world and without land mammals until approximately 900 years ago. The Tui has a birdsong reminiscent of an Aphex Twin track. Fantails fearlessly follow you, darting about to scavenge insects you may have stirred up walking. Unfortunately the introduction of possums, stoats, cats, dogs and other animals have decimated the bird population, and most of the native bush has been cleared for pastureland for sheep and cattle.


   I'm finishing up my stay at my second WWOOF host today in Mangawhai. Jennifer and Marvin are an older couple, but they still have plenty of energy to run Olive Branch Farm. I've been hauling plenty of olive branches around, as the trees were overgrown and needed lots of pruning. I also planted some lettuce, weeded, trimmed, and fed goats. There are four adult goats and seven kids here, and they are damn adorable. 11 goats are a lot of work, and I think Marvin might regret getting them a bit... Marvin is from the U.S. and lived for quite a while in Washington State. Jennifer is a native kiwi, but has lived in San Francisco, Philadelphia and WA where she met Marvin. I had some great conversations with them discussing politics, philosophy and life.






On my day off yesterday I visited Goat Island, a marine reserve with no goats present. I snorkeled and saw some rays (mantas?), red mokis and other fish.











   One consequence of my skipping over to the southern hemisphere has been my having to experience my spring allergies for the second time this year. The snot has really been flowing at times, and it's not yet December, the equivalent of June in the north and the worst month for me... Sigh.










 


Today I'm headed to my next WWOOF host in Kohukohu, driving up through old Kauri forest and on the ferry across the Hokianga Harbor.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I'm in New Zealand!!!

Welcome to my new blog, where I will share my adventures in New Zealand and beyond...



I've been planning this trip for a while now, wanting to do some WWOOFing and defy nature by skipping winter. I was pretty nervous before I left, travelling to a strange land for five months and all. Stopping in the L.A. airport, whose terminals looked like the setting of an alien zombie shooter game I used to play, didn't help. As soon as the plane reached site of our destination though, I could see I was entering a beautiful green inviting place. Upon arriving at the Auckland airport, I encountered BioSecurity. After answering a survey asking if I had recently visited a farm or forest or was carrying certain items, they confiscated my cheese and washed the farm shit off my shoes.



As I was contemplating my trip months ago, I was pleased to see that the NZ dollar had dropped to half the value of the US$. It's up to about 75 NZ cents to the US dollar now. Oh well, stuff isn't cheap. I went shopping for some shoes but they're twice as much as back home, because they have to buy them from the U.S.

I considered bus travel and hitchhiking as a means of getting around, but that was before I saw her. A vintage 1988 Honda Civic hatchback! For only NZ$1000! Sure it doesn't have A/C or power steering, and I have to put on the choke and warm it up for a few minutes before I drive, but I enjoy roughing it! For some reason everyone in this country drives on the wrong side of the road, so I've been forced to do the same. It's a bit weird, but I'm geting used to it.




Auckland is a nice clean modern city. It's very multicultural - lots of Turkish kebab restaurants, British backpackers, Chinese students studying English, and a guy from Zimbabwe who sold me my car. They've got a great museum, a nice zoo, and lots of lovely parks. I took a ferry across the bay to Rangitoto Island, a 600 year old volcanic landmass for some scenic views from the top. Mt. Eden and One Tree Hill also provided nice panoramas of the area, the latter also sporting a healthy sheep population.



 I arrived here at my first WWOOF host today, a short drive north of Auckland. I was supposed to come three days ago, but the French girl who was here before me had nowhere to go next and remained in my room until yesterday. My first task was sharpening the slasher and felling some tree sized thistles. My host, Betsy, is originally from Iowa and teaches horticulture/permaculture classes here. There's a meditation center here as well.


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As you can see, I figured out how to get photos to appear on the blog. They are all posted here: http://picasaweb.google.com/alxble