We miss and love you tash and sean.
M.A.G.S
Another great day in Rarotonga began with a quick tropical
rainstorm with sideways rain. We went out and ran around in it like five year
olds and then decided to go ahead with our plans to do a snorkeling trip with
Koka lagoon cruises (www.kokalagooncruises.com
if you’re in the neighborhood) who have a glass bottom boat and leave from the
beach right outside our hotel. We were nervous about the weather but it turned
out to be another one of those small risks we take that ends up paying off big
time. Some great snorkeling with the highlight being a giant moray eel named “Rodger”
as well as live Polynesian music from the crew and a dude climbing up and down
a coconut tree in 7 seconds flat. (see video and pics). On the cruise I met
another Sean who was there with his family from New Zealand. After doing the
secret handshake he clued us in to the fact that a high school team from New
Zealand was on the island to play a few local teams and there was a game that
night. We scooped up katja (our new German best friend) and headed down to the
game. $2 a piece got us into game and after petting some puppies and a 3 legged
dog (named tri-pod) I was wandering around the clubhouse area looking at
plaques and trophies when I met the vice president of the Cook Island Rugby
Federation. We talked for a bit and being a Cook Islander and thus overly
friendly he invited us to stick around after the game for a bite to eat. The
game began with the M.A.G.S team doing the Haka (Mount Albert Grammar School
for those of you not up on your New Zealand High School Rugby). The Haka has its
roots in the indigenous Maori culture and would be performed to intimidate
opponents before battle. Its commonly done before Rugby matches and is really
cool to see. I decided to put in the video even though I shot it with my go pro
and it seems like they are 100 miles away (but look at the HD on those blades
of grass close up). Here are some links to other haka’s so you can get a better
Idea….. Not surprisingly this display led to a team on team fistfight about 30
minutes in, but this must be par for the course because nobody was thrown out. A
few tall cool Heinekens later and the M.A.G.S had beat the local boys 23-0. The
sky opened up and they were still selling beer after the game so we stuck
around. Both teams got together and there were exchanges of gifts and speeches.
The mood was very friendly in spite or perhaps because of how rough the game
was and the last speech was from the M.A.G.S Head coach Chris who thanked the
Cook islanders for their hospitality and noted that “there was a couple all the
way from America here to see the match” (I’m totally serious) next thing you
know we’re standing and waiving to applause and then we’re pushed to the front
of the buffet line with the teams. Not a bad night for 2 bucks. Totally blown
away by this night and by the stuff like this that you can find when you’re not
really looking for it.
Yesterday we got up and rented a moped so that we could
tackle the “cross Island” hike up to a peak called “the Needle.” In classic
Deiter style we chose to not take a guide because of the cost and because we’re
awesome, to hike the day after a huge rain so the trail was good and muddy and
to make sure to wait until the heat of the day set in before departing at noon.
We dropped the bike at the finish and took the bus around to the start or more
precisely 2.2K’s from the start which apparently converts into 25miles. So we
were good and tired before we hit the trail head. We were a muddy sweat ball by
the time we reached the needle which offered a beautiful panoramic view of the
island and instantly reminded me that I am afraid of heights. The way down was
steep and tedious with ropes to hold onto in spots. We crossed and re-crossed
the same stream like 20 times on the way down which was great because
indecisive tash came out in full effect (see hilarious video). We made it down
safe and sound and really enjoyed the hike. That night we soothed sore muscles
with some wine and giant plates of cheap-ish food at the open air market like a
block from our hotel.
The next day was a “work day” which means that we had to get
up early (no problem thanks to our rooster friends) and do laundry, grocery
shopping and other wise prepare to finish our time in Rarotonga and get ready
for New Zealand. “Work” was brutal and lasted all the way till noon where we
cracked the first beer and had another F.O.B sandwich. (#1 on trip advisor for
a reason). We did our best lazy beach dog impression for the rest of the day,
swimming and sunning by our hotel. We did Sunset at the Aro’a beach bar where
the sunset was way less impressive than the bloody mary (it was cloudy and they
use Clam-ato juice, yum). Still a great time and well worth the trip. Then it
was back to the hotel for some more beach blanket/beach dog time. Not a bad
days work
Get away day-
Today is our first get away day and as I type its 6:07 local
on Saturday and were resting up for our flight tonight that leaves Raro at 0045
Sunday morning and arrives at 0605 Monday morning in Auckland. It’s a four hour
flight, but it crosses the international date line and I’ve spent more time
than I’m proud to admit trying to figure out how that relates to Eastern
Standard time because somewhere in America it’s my nephews birthday and the
browns are on. We got the room for half price today which is great and we made
sure to get our first real scorchingly painful sunburn before our flight. The
good news is that we can cook the last of our Raro Grilled cheeses on my horribly
burnt shoulders. I am now the leading cause of global warming. One actual cool
thing that happened today is that I found a crab in the kitchen (see pic). Even
cooler was when the cleaning staff caught him with salad tongs to boil and eat
later on (for reels dawg).
Picked up our campervan today (pics and vids to folow). Its
called the “Happy Diwali” and has a Hindi theme with Ganesh the elephant god on
one side and a female multi-armed goddess on the other. We were glad to have
both of them along for the ride as we eased out of the campervan place directly
onto the New Zealand equivalent of I-95- in what feels to us like the wrong
lane. Right out of the gate we realize we’re going to love this place. We
grabbed some breakfast on the road (I had my first New Zealand Lamb and it
didn’t disappoint) and then we made our way up the Coromandel peninsula which
runs up the right side of the North Island. The road was so jaw droppingly
beautiful that many people must plunge to their deaths snapping pics as they
drive. This place is outrageous. Less hobbits than you would think though…maybe
in the south Island. Late lunch was Giant green lipped muscles in Coromandel
town and then up to the Department of Conservation camp sight where 20 bucks a
night buys you own private beach. We are cooking our first camp sight dinner as
we type and are listening to the “tash-pod” (Tom Petty’s American Girl) and
drinking a $6 bottle of delicious NZ pinot noir. On the agenda tonight is
staring at stars on our desolate beach and planning out the rest of our time in
the North Island.
Woke up at 730 after snoozing the alarm 3 times. The Happy Diwali
is surprisingly comfortable to sleep in but ask me again in 17 days. NZ will be
a total change from Rarotonga. Loud roosters replaced by quiet sheep and cows,
warm weather replaced by cool, and lazy days replaced by tight schedules as we
try and take in some small part of what this place has to offer. This place is
outrageously beautiful and if we stopped to snap everything that was pic-worthy
we would never make it anywhere. Boom, awesome mountain scape, boom then another, then another but
this one’s wraped around a beach, now it’s a green grass valley with big fat
cows and sheep (why are they all smiling), then a story book town, and on and on and on (we get it New
Zealand, you’re awesome). We eased our big pink boat out in the direction of
New Chums beach which is one of the ten best in the world (according to
somebody) and is in the general southern direction that we’re taking towards
Wellington and our Ferry to the South Island on Sunday. The beach is super
secluded and is a 30 minute walk off the road over a beach covered with boulders
and then a mountain ridge. It was stunning even for a place that is over the
top beautiful and well worth the hike. Then being good budget travelers we ate
the rest of last nights stir fry and headed to “hot water beach” where as you
might infer from the name you can dig a pit in the sand and hot water (heated by geothermal
activity) will fill it. So basically we built our own hot tub on the beach.
Outrageous. We got back on the road in the afternoon and made our way to Mt.
Maunganui or “the Mount” where we are happily camped at a “holiday park” which
is a little pricier than the D.O.C sites but has hot showers and a kitchen. Our
camper is situated about 20 yards from a beach with “the mount” a tiny mountain
by NZ standards off to our left. When we got here we decided to hike up the
mountain path and were rewarded with a full horizon to horizon rainbow (first one I've ever seen in my life) . Tomorrow
we head to Roto Rura which is home to a bunch of thermal spas and hot springs. I'm sure it will be terrible. Oh yeah and were still in the north Island which
everyone says is not as pretty as the south island.
Sounds awesome! Thanks for the colorful descriptions! Its a nice escape, even if only 5 minutes reading about your adventures! Can't wait to see more photos! A wonderful glimpse into corners of the world I may never see...then again maybe I will one day:) You make it sound wonderful!
ReplyDelete"I am now the leading cause of global warming." Hilarious. Sean, reading your blog feels like we are sitting on outside on Friday nights at Gypsy Lane having a chat! We all miss you here. I am loving reading about your adventures and am totally living vicariously through you!! It sounds amazing!
ReplyDeleteAwesome! Keep it coming!!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you two are having an amazing time!! :) be safe! :) Lorin
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