Mobile Data Roaming Abroad

Mobile Data Roaming Abroad

Mobile Data Roaming abroad – this is one sore subject! In an age dominated by the need for mobile internet, why is it so problematic to actually get online when you’re abroad?

What we thought was the perfect solution to getting online on the road, has materialised as not being the case at all.

Rewind to last Summer, a lifetime ago in travel terms, I know. After a few months on the road, we’d somehow began using far more data than on previous trips.

Three Mobile Provider

We have two iPhone’s. Both had an allowance of 12GB of mobile data roaming per month with “Three”, costing £14 per month.

I would also buy a data only sim to use in our iPad. A fairly costly solution but it worked well on past trips. I used to get 24GB for around £55 (I’d buy one when they were on offer).

Before this, we only had 4GB each of data roaming and the same, 24GB amount for the iPad. So, basically, we should have been far better off than on past travels.

Running out of Data

We’re not completely useless with technology, so we made sure our background data was switched off. Turning off unused apps and anything else that we rarely used.

Never ones to watch TV, films or Netflix, our only data use was Apps such as Park 4 Night, Campercontact and the usual Social Media, e-mails and the WordPress blog.

However, on the last trip, we were running out of data each month. Despite having 8GB more on each phone, we could no longer use Apps to find somewhere to park up each night, having to switch off both Park 4 Night and Campercontact to reduce data.

Changing Data Allowances

On our return to the UK, fed up with the situation and finding free or public Wi-Fi inadequate, we had to take action.

Taking a short break in London before heading home, meant an opportunity to sort our data out with “Three”, before heading off on our next adventures. We passed a store so ventured in to get advice.

Explaining to the Sales person our predicament, we ended up being in store for a some time. We told them what had happened on our trip through Europe and how it’s strange, as we used to manage on far less data.

Both our contracts had expired, so we were free to go elsewhere or renew to a different contract with “Three”.

Giving information, such as length of time in Europe, what we use data for etc and most importantly, concerns over our upcoming trip to New Zealand. It was imperative we had enough data for future trips.

Three In-Store Advice For More Data

The sales person checked our data usage on the Three system for each month, confirming what we already knew – that we were using the 12GB allowance.

After some lengthy conversations, checking our accounts, usage and our brief of what we need from a contract, they suggested what they described as the best solution.

They recommended reducing our phone data back to 4GB per month from the 12GB. This would reduce our bills from £14 per to £10 per month. We’d still be able to use the data abroad, including New Zealand for our next big tour. We own all our phones and the iPad, so these aren’t on contract.

In addition, they suggested buying two HUAWEI mobile broadband device’s. On a “Three” monthly contract of £9 each per month, giving us 20GB of data each. In total they said we’d have 48GB between us each month.

This way we’d be getting double the amount of data per month, for £10 more, between the two of us.

Double Checking Data For our Destinations

The ‘Three” sales person showed us the device, explained how it worked and suggested that if I just wanted to use it for my iPad, that I could put the SIM card directly into that instead.

They also explained, that each broadband device could connect to five devices. Useful, to share between us, spreading the data being used.

We asked a number of questions, including, if there was a “fair use policy”; if the data was capped; was there any restrictions for use etc. Most importantly, was the data roaming of 20GB included in our destination of New Zealand as well as Europe?

The staff member went off to double check, confirming that it was 20GB unrestricted. We even had a conversation about New Zealand too, as they didn’t know much about the country.

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The HUAWEI Mobile Broadband device

Signing a New Contract

With all our questions answered, reassurance about the data allowances and where we could use them, we decided to go for it. Hoping this should be enough for our internet usage on tour.

After almost 2 hours in store, we said our farewells.

Fast Forward To New Zealand – Using our Mobile Data Roaming Abroad

We set up the Huawei devices and downloaded the App that connects the device and the phone/iPad before leaving home.

On arrival in New Zealand in early December, we switched everything on and started to roam.

The signal strength was superb, fast and reliable, we were really pleased.

Then came the first sign that something was wrong. Nigel had a message on the HUAWEI App, stating that he’d used 90% of his data. This only became apparent after we’d gone on the App itself.

It then ran out altogether! Thinking it must be because we’d watched the General Election on the Sky News Facebook page – a one-off occurrence, we dismissed any concerns.

Instead, we simply switched on the 2nd HUAWEI device which was linked to my name, so we’d start a new 20GB of data.

Finding Out How Much Data You Have

This is where it all gets very tricky. The only way we could find out how much data we had left was to check our ‘My3’ account. This we could only do when we had the data on! Otherwise it only recognised our mobile phone sim and that account, which unbelievably isn’t linked to the other data sim contracts.

We only realised this a little later on, although the HUAWEI App showed data used, it didn’t correspond for some reason. We then had a message on the HUAWEI App, stating the data was running low at 90% used.

A few days later it ran out. There was no further notification, other than not being able to access the internet and the eventual light on the device showing red not green.

I then couldn’t access the ‘My3’ because the data had run out, so there was no way to double check. Despite numerous attempts to log on, it just wouldn’t allow me.

Month 2 and Doomsday

As we approached the re-set day, this is when the new month started after payment, we eagerly awaited switching the devices back on.

Two weeks in and Nigel’s roaming stopped. On checking the HUAWEI App, a message showed that he’d gone over his data allowance for the month.

We then switched to my device, I’d kept the sim in the HUAWEI device rather than put it direct in the iPad.

When I switched it on and checked the HUAWEI App, it showed I’d used 14GB of data despite it having not been on since re-set.

I then checked the ‘My3’ App, which thankfully, showed I had used ‘0 data’ with ‘20GB remaining’. I thought the HUAWEI App must have been delayed refreshing, so carried on regardless.

Then, without warning, I had a message a week later, on the HUAWEI App, stating I’d gone over my allowance for the 2nd time in 12 months, so my account was suspended!

There was no warning, other than a message the day before stating I’d used 90% of the allowance, which I didn’t see, as I hadn’t opened the App.

It displayed a usage of 24GB, this we couldn’t understand, as we knew that just a week before, the actual account on ‘My3’ showed 20GB remaining and 0 used.

The My 3 App

The first thing we attempted to do was access the actual Three account to check the data use. This we couldn’t do because we had no data for it to recognise the account!

After wasting time trying various methods to get online to our account, we had to give up. I then noticed, in small letters, on the Three website, that you can’t access the mobile data account through registering in the normal way, on an iPad. Instead, you have to contact Three!

With this, we thought the easiest thing to do would be to phone them – wrong! When calling from abroad, the time difference of opening hours and numbers to call were not obvious. Instead we chose online chat.

Online Chat Nightmare

This started promising enough, with me doing the introduction message, explaining the problem. Stating we were in New Zealand, couldn’t access the internet etc and the device showing I’d used 24GB data. Explaining too, that the previous week it showed 14GB, but my Three account showed 0.

They checked my account and reassured that I’d used 11GB of data with 9GB remaining for the month.

It seemed there was an error on the HUAWEI App, so I was told to re-set it, take the App off and install it again! This would be easy if we had wi-fi – but as I wrote in my chat, how do I do that with no internet connection?

I then asked, how could I access my remaining data? I’d re-set the device, but it still wouldn’t connect. I was reassured again that I had 9GB of data left – then the bombshell!

Out of the blue, came a chat declaration! I couldn’t access my remaining data because I was in New Zealand! A country that only had an allowance of 12GB not 20GB.

I asked for a password so that I could access my account and look for myself. This was sent straight away by e-mail. I could then clearly see the ‘My3’ account showing the data remaining as 9GB.

I was adamant we had 20GB, because that’s what I’d been told and sold in store. Chat was still telling me I only had 12GB. This disagreement continued for some time, whilst I explained that no, we definitely got told 20GB for NZ. Then Chat then disconnected me from the chat!

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The Online Chat from Three, Saying I Have 9GB Left

Phoning Three Instead

I could see where this was going, but firmly believed the online chat were wrong. Instead, we found a phone number and got through to a Three call centre.

Firstly, I was told never to use the HUAWEI App to see what data is remaining! Advising, to only check the ‘My3” App, this being the only accurate way to see what data I have.

The call centre advised that many mobile providers use HUAWEI. As it’s not inclusive to Three, it’s no good for determining the data use.

She then checked my account and advised that I had 9GB of data remaining. Once again I was instructed to re-set the device, trying several times, without any luck!

She then declared the worst outcome! That because I was in New Zealand, I only had 12GB of data not 20GB!

To cut a long story short, she eventually logged a complaint. Stating that we were given incorrect information when told we’d have 20GB.

No Way of Knowing How Much Data Remains

When I asked how we could check how much data we have, she confirmed that we can’t. So her initial statement of the ‘My3’ App being correct, turns out that we have to ignore anything it tells us!

Basically, the HUAWEI app showed a usage of 24GB in one week, whilst the My3 App showed 9GB remaining. Nowhere did it show that the allowance was capped at 12GB.

Complaint and No Mobile Data Roaming Abroad

As it stands, we have no data on either of the mobile broadband. As a goodwill gesture, the call centre added an extra 3GB of data to my phone, reassuring me that she’d filed a complaint and I’d hear back within 2 days.

Just as I told her we’d need to also put the same complaint in for our other account, she put me on hold! 10 minutes later she returned to the call, asked if I was still there, just as I said “yes, what about…..” she hung up on me!

What a nightmare!! So Nigel then had to contact Three, he received an additional 3GB of data for his phone too, whilst they promised we would duly get a phone call back about our complaint. Of course, we are still waiting and I’m not holding my breath!

Internet Dominated World

We live in a world dominated by Apps and getting online. Everything is geared for being able to access the internet, yet it always seems so difficult to do so.

Despite trying our best to achieve the best possible data before leaving home, we were given the wrong information it seems.

Luckily, we have some wi-fi today, using our Son’s broadband connection.

I’m not sure how we’ll use the ‘Three’ devices when our data re-sets next week, if it does re-set!

With no way of knowing how much data we’ve used, it will be impossible to know if we go over, before it actually switches off.

If it gave a simple notification when using it, that would be fine, but the message in the HUAWEI App, if you’re connected, comes too late. Also, the call-centre advised these were incorrect anyway, so who knows what is the correct information.

In the meantime, our mobile data roaming abroad is still not sorted out. We’d love to know how you connect whilst out on the road. Hopefully, there’s some solution, feel free to let us know the trick to staying connected out on the road!

Just before I click “publish” here’s a quick update – as we’ve still not been contacted by Three, Nigel got in touch this morning on online chat. They have assured him we will be getting a phone call back today! Once again, we have no faith that this will happen, but time will tell!

Watch this space, we’ll keep you updated!!

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Online Chat from Three Confirming Again I have 9GB Left

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Hidden Gems of The North Island

Hidden Gems of The North Island

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Castle Point Lighthouse has been Featured on the TV’s Coast programme

Hidden Gems of The North Island

We’ve all heard of the big name towns and ‘must do’s” of New Zealand’s North Island. Although amazing as those are, many incredible locations, those hidden gems of the North Island, are often completely overlooked.

Here, we reveal our favourite hidden gems of the North Island, discovering a whole lot more to the extraordinary landscapes, through off the beaten track locations, away from the busy tourist hot spots.

Hopefully, you’ll get to explore these too and see a quieter, but equally beautiful side to the extremely diverse, natural beauty of New Zealand’s North Island.

Martinborough – Hidden Gems of The North Island

Snuggled amongst the vineyards, is this extremely classy town in the Wairarapa region, to the North East of Wellington.

Sampling one of the fine wines on offer, from the numerous white-washed establishments, is all part of the experience. Around 40 vineyards are to be found here, the best way to reach the vines is by bicycle!

We set about on foot, although you can hire bikes in town. A map conveniently locates all the vineyard routes, so all we had to do was choose which ones to sample! Gosh, such hard decisions!

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A classic car to go with the Classy feel of Martinborough

Castlepoint

Recently featured in the British TV programme “Coast”, it’s not difficult to see why, this picturesque headland is just so mesmerising.

Swathes of golden sands lead to a tidal spit lagoon, where vehicles of all descriptions park on the scenic beach, below the watchful eye of the lighthouse above.

Come nightfall, the gleaming white of the lighthouse, is replaced by a colourful display of dramatic light effects. Under a full moon, when the natural moonlight lights up the ocean it’s just enchanting.

We were lucky enough to bump into the lighthouse keeper, or should I say, the guy who looks after the light display! Fully laden with fresh fish, hot off his BBQ, he happily donated a few delicious Terakei for our supper..yum yum!

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Castlepoint lighthouse lighting up the night under the full moon

Cape Palliser and Ngawi

It may be remote, but perhaps that’s why this is home to the North Island’s largest breeding Seal Colony. This place is awesome! The coast is rugged, the waves high and the Seals with their young were everywhere on our visit.

Just before the huge Seal colony is the weirdest sight we’ve seen for a while! At Ngawi, a display of rusty bulldozers line the beach, bringing in fishing boats, in a typically Kiwi style!

If you carry on to the very end of the road, you’ll come to the lighthouse. Accessible up a large wooden staircase, once at the top, the views stretch out across the ocean, worth every bit of effort for those coastal views.

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Seals at Cape Palliser
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Bulldozers on the Beach at Ngawi

Kuirau Park – Rotorua

Ok, so Rotorua is possibly one of the biggest tourist hot spots on the North Island, but many of the thermal highlights that attract the coach loads, are pricey and busy at that!

So, this is where Kuirau Park comes in. This free park, is a just that, a park! However, this natural thermal wonderland complete with bubbling muds, steaming pools and heaps of thermal activity, will leave you in awe of this ultra cool, hot spot!

Walk on towards the lakeside village of Ohinemutu, for a cultural stroll alongside the steaming pavements (yes, steam literally comes up through the kerb stones), passing a beautiful Maori meeting house along the way.

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Steaming pools at Kuriau Park
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The Beautiful Maori Meeting House

Aratiatia Rapids – Taupo

Between October and March, the floodgates open 4 times daily, releasing a colossal deluge of water, through this empty, boulder-laden gorge. It’s part of a Hydro-Electric dam system, where the water is released at 10am, 12pm, 2pm and 4pm during Summer.

As the siren starts, water gushes at an astonishing rate. View points allow for spectators to marvel at this explosive force, it really is a sight to see and sound for that matter.

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The boulder-ridden gorge before the floodgates open
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The floodgates open, water filling the gorge

Putaruru Blue Springs – Near Hamilton

Well this was a surprise find, supplying 60% of New Zealand’s bottled water, taking 100 years to filter through, from the plateau above.

The result, is the clearest, blue fringed stream, catching different lights, reflecting even more colours on the surface.

An easy walk, which we took from the car park, leads along the stream, with picnic areas alongside. A longer walk is possible, but I gave this a miss for once, feeling sorrow for myself with a heavy cold.

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The blue waters at Blue Spring, living up to the name
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An easy walk from the car park alongside the springs

The Other Hot Water Beach – Ocean Beach, Kawhia

We’ve all heard and possibly been to the very busy Hot Water Beach on The Coromandel, but we hadn’t realised there was this little gem over on the West coast.

It took us a while to get there, but the result was well worth the effort. Climbing up a large sand dune path, lead us over to the huge Ocean Beach and the Te Puia Hot Springs.

These soothing hot waters, rise up from the black sands of the beach, all we had to do was find where from-heck where would we start?

With just one other couple on the beach, it wasn’t exactly obvious to begin with. So, we just took off the shoes and got to work, with our feet, soon realising that the water was warm, we’d hit a spot almost straight away.

Digging with a bucket and a frisbee (typically too disorganised to bring a spade!), we soon had a very round hot pool to soak in and the beach to ourselves.

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Our very own hot pool on the deserted Ocean Beach

Mangapohue Natural Bridge – Near Waitomo

This super scenic short walk, through limestone rock formations is just stunning. Following a boardwalk through a narrow chasm, the route alongside a stream is so scenic.

Emerging out into farmland, to join a small track back to the start, lead us passed fossilised rocks. An added bonus to an already, worthwhile sight.

Steps then lead us up towards the hollow of the former cave. Meandering through a natural stone bridge, towering overhead, was simply beautiful.

Piripiri Caves – Near Waitomo

A short walk from the car park through scenic bush and there we were, at the entrance to the most gigantic cave!

In typical Kiwi fashion, a wooden staircase has been built inside, wandering in we took a peak into the darkness. The hollow of the formation appearing to swallow us up, this place was massive!

Torches on and a glimpse up at the ceiling, revealed giant Oyster fossils, staring back in the dimly lit cavern. Crazy, beautiful and oh so big..brilliant!

Marokopa Falls – Near Waitomo

Along the same route as Piripiri Caves and Natural Bridge, comes these exceptional falls.

Another short scenic stroll leads to the 30m High falls, which are simply beautiful. Glistening in the sunlight, the cascading water seemed so elegant. New Zealand is certainly not short on water falls, but these were just so lovely.

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The stunning falls at Marokopa

The Forgotten World Highway

It’s 155km long and takes in a 12km section of gravel road. Whilst the highlight was probably getting our passports stamped, at the rather quirky town of Whangamonona. Incredibly, it’s independent Republic – how amazing is that?

We started out at Stratford, branching off for a 30km round detour, along the unsealed road to The Bridge To Somewhere. Not a good idea, unless you love dust-filled lungs and van to match! We were covered in the stuff, inside and out!

It’s an out of the way kind of place, full of remote farmland, resembling the Wild West, not many folk seem to come this way, adding to the simplicity of the route.

Another 14km detour along another gravel road, then a 20 minute walk, took us to the 74m high Dampner Falls, one of the highest in the North Island.

A Narrow tunnel and scenic bush line the route to the finish at Taumarunui. Now all we had to do was clean the van of dust – what a task that was!

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The Independent Republic of Whangamonona
Forgotten World Highway
Nige at the road sign!

Aongatete Swimming Holes, Katikati

This peaceful little oasis appears following a 30 minute bush walk, leading to several delightful swim holes.

We arrived to find a pool to ourselves, an infinity moment, swimming to the edge and looking over into the next pool below.

Both taking the plunge with a refreshing dip in the cool river water, just us and the birdsong for company. Oh, we also spotted a little owl in the trees on the way back to the van, so keep those eyes peeled!

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Aongatete Swimming Holes, just beautiful

Raglan

It may not be quite the hidden gem for the surfing brigade, but for those not so interested in riding those waves, Raglan may just get overlooked.

We love the other side to Raglan, the picturesque estuary, character shops and not forgetting, the best Fish and Chips on the scenic wharf.

You can’t help feel it’s a little bit of a hippy vibe, where anything goes, but nothing much needs to be done here, other than enjoy the relaxed, laid back feel.

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Paddle Boarder’s out at Raglan

Bridal Veils Falls – Near Raglan

This really beautiful, drop waterfall is well worth the 300 steps that take you to its base.

A viewing platform at the top, means you don’t have to take on the hike back up, either way these are so pretty! Plunging into a pool beneath, we stopped to take it all in from the lower viewing platform.

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Bridal Falls is just stunningly beautiful

Opoutere

An estuary full of sea birds, a forest walk to a glorious white sandy surf beach, nothing much here, other than the scenery-pretty idyllic!

We stopped on a lovely freedom camp overlooking the water, just perfect!

Waikato River Trails

Walks, cycle trails and lots of fabulous freedom camping spots. This route, following a series of river dams along the river, brings numerous, scenic lakeside stops.

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One of the Freedom Camping spots along the Waikato River Trails Route

Pauanui

This place is just so ultra plush…oozing style, relaxed vibes and sleepy beach day atmosphere.

Surrounded by the stunning estuary, mountains, beaches and a fabulous marina, it’s just such a classy place to spend some time.

Add to that a couple of really nice little freedom camping spots and a grass strip runway, where you can do some plane spotting, especially, the local acrobatic planes that do some cool tricks in the sky above.

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The grass runway at Pauanui

Kai Iwi Lakes

A trio of fresh water lakes and quite frankly, the bluest I’ve ever seen! Resembling something more reminiscent of a Caribbean beach, its white sands surrounded the crystal clear water.

To add to the beauty, there’s a 7.5km walk, that took us around the lakeside, stopping for a picnic on the white sandy shore. The aroma of Manuka trees filled the air as we meandered this easy route back to the van.

There’s a couple of camp sites to choose from, both full on our visit in January and unfortunately, no freedom camping sites.

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The beautiful blue lake at Kai Iwi lakes

Karikari Peninsula

A feeling of remoteness set in as we drove the long “Inland Road” along the centre of this scenic peninsula. It’s all about the beaches here, long swathes of white sands, clear blue sea and unspoilt coastline.

We parked alongside Tokerau Beach, a fabulous freedom camping spot alongside the ocean.

Further along at the end of the peninsula lies Maitai Bay, where a lovely DOC campground lies between 2 incredible bays. For us, this was too irresistible, we had to spend a night under the stars in this fabulous setting.

At Rangiputa, is found the most stunning bay, a tropical looking paradise, with hardly anyone around.

There’s some walks too and plenty of rock pools, swimming and surf to keep you entertained.

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Parked alongside for a beach picnic at Rangiputa

Whangarei Heads

Wow! This place is stunning, so much so that we could have stayed for weeks. Located just outside of Whangarei, this peninsula of fabulous inlets, amazing walking tracks and incredible beaches, seems too good to be true.

It doesn’t seem to attract the international tourist numbers of other NZ locations, although popular with plenty of Kiwi’s. We loved it and with several good freedom camping spots on offer, all with amazing beach locations, we really were rather spoilt here.

If you like hiking, you’ll be pleased to know, there’s some pretty hilly tracks, keeping those legs toned and heart pumping. We did several including, Mt Manaia, Busby Head, Smugglers Cove, Te Whara Loop and Patua South.

Just one last thing, there’s not much in the way of shops here, so stock up in Whangarei town before heading this way!

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Nigel standing on the end of a natural Lava jetty at Whangarei Heads

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Top 12 Walks In The North Island

Top 12 Walks In The North Island

Top 12 Walks In The North Island

New Zealand is pure bliss for us walking enthusiasts. There are so many trails on offer, that we could literally do nothing else but walk! Routes are well marked, many have drop toilets and above all, they are extremely scenic. It’s such a difficult decision to choose “The Top 12 Walks In The North Island”!

For the past couple of years we’ve spent a few months touring in our campervan, walking each day and enjoying every minute! So here’s our pick of the “Top 12 Day Walks In The North Island” of New Zealand.

We’ve not included The “Best Day Hike in The North Island” but you can read about our walk here: https://campervancastaways.com/2020/01/11/the-tongariro-alpine-crossing/

Putangirua Pinnacles – Wellington Region

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Nigel and our Son walking amongst The Putangirua Pinnacles

The 3 hour return walk began alongside a scenic DOC campground, leading through a dry river bed (well it was on our visit!). After 45 minutes and an uphill climb on rocky pebbles, the base of the amazing pinnacle formations surrounded us.

Towering high above, these vertical statuesque structures, rise upwards towards the sky, it’s an incredible sight. A separate path lead us up to a viewpoint overlooking the Pinnacles. From here, we took the ridge route back to the car park, through beautiful bush, rewarding us with glorious views too!

Cook’s Cove Walkway – North of Gisborne

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Above the Cook’s Cove Walkway, Where Captain Cook Landed

A hilly start through bush, gave way to a clearing and the most beautiful views across to Tolaga Bay. Passing through farmland, we reached a huge hole in the rock type formation, stepping inside for a view out to sea.

In October 1769, Captain Cook set anchor here, coming ashore, and later going on to circumnavigate New Zealand. The 2 1/2 hour return walk is a pleasure, even without the historic element. It’s all about the views and the feeling of solitude as you sit and admire the surroundings.

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Looking out to sea from the carved out rock formation

The Redwoods Forest, Yellow Walk – Rotorua

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Nigel walking through the huge California Redwood Trees

Just 3km outside of Rotorua lies the vast Redwoods Forest. Beginning from the visitor centre, are a series of colour-coded walks through the forest, as well as mountain bike routes. We chose the 7km return “Yellow” walk, an easy loop through the incredibly dense California Redwoods.

The big bonus with this circuit, is the views from an elevated section, overlooking the spectacular thermal wonderland of Te Puia below. On our visit, we could just about see the huge ‘Pohutu Geyser’, as it shot up to 30m into the air!

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The Huge “Pohutu Geyser” steaming below us during the walk

Lake Tarawera Trail – Near Rotorua – Top 12 Walks in The North Island

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Lake Tarawera is completely beautiful

This one-way walk takes around 5 hours and had us returning by water taxi! We booked this the day before with Tarawera Taxi’s, a family firm, who has lived there for generations. Tracey, the current owner, told how, her Grandfather, would take visitors to the famous Pink and White Terraces, in the 1800’s, before they were destroyed by a huge volcanic eruption.

The walk itself starts at “The Landing” car park, next to the lake. An absolutely beautiful hike, through lush bush and rewarded with stunning lake views.

After a few hours, a slight detour, lead us to a natural hot water bathing pool, it was just divine and perfect for a respite from the heat of the day. A further 1 1/2 hours, mostly uphill, had us arrive at our finish and a welcoming hot water beach on the lake.

The steaming water was an ideal place for us to soak, whilst waiting for our boat and the 30 minute ride across the lake, back to the start. There’s also a DOC campsite here, so you could book to stay overnight.

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Nigel in the hot pool en-route to the lake finish

Rainbow Mountain – Rotorua Region

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The Blue Volcanic Lake At Rainbow Mountain

If you like a bit of a climb, then this may be for you! An uphill track took us past steaming volcanic rocks and a fabulous blue lake, towards the summit.

Rainbow Mountain is named because of the colours of the volcanic matter, that’s naturally in the ground. The pink, orange, and yellow tones are the really obvious ones on the walk!

As we reached the top, the panoramic views stretched across towards Taupo and Lake Tarawera. It was the same route back down to the start, so no change of scenery, on this 3 hour walk.

As a extra bonus, we drove down the road to Kerosene Creek when we finished. This natural, thermal stream was ideal for a good soak after the walk. Just don’t expect the narrow, hot flowing water to yourself – it got fairly busy during our visit!

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The Views From The Summit

Taupo – Waikato River to Huka Falls Trail

Taupo Walks
The Bungy Jumping above the Waikato River

A 14km return walk, alongside the Waikato River from Taupo town centre. Passing Taupo Bungy, where the turquoise blue river, teases those who dare to leap from above. Here, we stopped to watch the excitement as they took the leap of faith.

The path then has an interesting twist, in the form of a hot water stream, that flows into the river in ‘Spa Park’. Never ones to resist a dip in a thermal pool, we stripped to our swim suits and found a very lovely, super hot rock pool for a good soak!

Continuing on from the hot stream, the path lead us to the mighty Huka Falls. These huge rapids, cascade along a narrow gorge, where the Waikato River is squeezed into this 10m deep chasm.

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Nigel in the hot stream at Spa Park

Mt.Taranaki – Dawson Falls Walks

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Walking the trail with the mighty Mt.Taranaki dominating the landscapes

Combine fabulous weather, incredible scenery and the perfect Volcano-shaped Mt.Taranaki. You’ll get the picture and it doesn’t get much better than this!

We started our walk from the Dawson Falls Visitor Centre, where several routes start. We selected the Wilkies Pool track, passing lava formations where water cascades form small pools, whilst views down to the coast and up towards Mt. Taranaki itself provide a stunning backdrop.

Taking the uphill path to Stratford Plateau, treading gently on the narrow, eroded steps, the view at the top leant for a picnic stop, overlooking the great volcanic peak.

From the plateau, the steep, path lead us down lots of steps, following the Enchanted Walk path. Crossing streams and a high, swing bridge, swaying across the gorge.

A hike up through bush for another 1 1/2 hours, before arriving back at Dawson Falls, made this walk a full day for us.

There are so many hiking routes around Mt.Taranaki, if this isn’t for you, it’s a walking paradise.

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Crossing the swing bridge amongst beautiful bush

Mangorei Track, Mt.Taranaki

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Tackling the 3000 steps on the Mangorei Track

We must have been mad to want to tackle the 3000 steps up the mountain, but we do love a good challenge! This is the Mangorei Track, leading up to Poukai Hut, where we arrived, after a 2 hour walk through the lush bush. Legs feeling the strain after those 3000 steps.

As many headed back down, we trampled on to hopefully catch the reflection of Mt. Taranaki, in the pools of the tarns, another hour or so further on.

For us, this proved fruitless, as the clouds set in, drowning the view of the Taranaki peak, there was no chance of the glistening reflections of this peaky mountain in the pool.

A brilliant day hike all the same and in clear weather, this would be the icing on the cake.

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The famous Instagram pic – not playing game on our visit, with the only reflection being the clouds over Mt. Taranaki!

Collins Drive Walk – Puketui Valley, Tairua

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About to enter the old gold mine tunnel

Well this is a walk with a difference, certainly one where there is light at the end of the tunnel – quite literally!

Forming part of the old Broken Hills gold mines, the walk began alongside a DOC campground, climbing steeply up the side of a mountain, with a scenic river and bush alongside.

Before we knew it, we’d arrived at the entrance to the old, 500m long , gold mining tunnel. Completely pitch black, we used our phone’s as a torch to guide us through the darkness.

Wooden supports, still hold the walls in place. Whilst spiders on the ceiling, glow worms and what looked like a Weta, kept us on our toes – this was proper creepy but weirdly enjoyable.

As we emerged into the daylight, the route took us to the summit lookout, giving views out across the range, before descending back down the mountain to the start. Swim holes close to the car park are an ideal cool down after the strenuous, 2-hour return hike.

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Pretty swim holes at the end of the walk

Karangakake Gorge – Waihi

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Walking the old railway line at Karangahake Gorge

Picture an old railway line, gold mining relics and a scenic river and you’ll know what to expect from this 9km return walk.

Where better to start, than at the quaint railway station at Waikino, before following the river along the disused railway.

The big attraction comes, with a walk through the dimly lit, 1000m long, old railway tunnel. A few ceiling lights guide you through, emerging into the daylight and cross-crossing river bridges, before returning via the gorge itself.

Re-tracing our steps for part of the return journey, was the only downside. Nonetheless, a scenic and interesting walk, through historic countryside.

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About to enter the 1100m long old tunnel

Kerikeri River Track

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We arrive at Rainbow Falls in Kerikeri

Sometimes, we just need a bit of a gentle stroll in idyllic surroundings, rather than a hard-going hike. This walk, ticks all those boxes and more, providing the most glorious sight of the Rainbow Falls, plunging into the pools, of the moss-covered rocks at the end of the trail.

Taking you on a well laid path, through the greenery of the bush, meandering alongside the river. Birdsong accompanied us, along with the sounds of the river, whirling over stones beside us.

The return the same way, back to the start at Kerikeri basin, is a couple of hours. The historic stone house and water-side pub, across the river at the basin itself, are a good place to chill afterwards.

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Kerikeri basin and the historic houses

Wairakau Stream Track – Totara North

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The Views From The Plateau are Stunning

It’s often the lesser known places that end up being the most remarkable. This 5 hour walk left us completely mesmerised, it was simply stunning.

Situated near Whangaroa, in Northland, Totara North is a tiny hamlet. The walk leads though leafy bush and involves a few river crossings, adding to the picturesque settings.

Just when we thought it couldn’t get any better, along came the views of the estuary and Lane Cove, where we stopped for our picnic.

From here, there’s an option to walk the Duke’s Nose Track. An extra hour each way, this took us up a hilly track, ending in a 10m long metal rail, which hauled us up the rock face, onto a plateau.

The views across spectacular bays were worth every once of effort, despite the legs being a bit shaky after the experience of clinging on to a metal rail!

A definite surprise find, and one that will go down as the most fabulous day walks for us.

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Duke’s Nose Track had us Climb this 10m long metal rail

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The Tongariro Alpine Crossing

The Tongariro Alpine Crossing – New Zealand’s “Best Day Hike”.

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Nigel beside the Emerald Lake

After several weeks of hot, dry Summer sun, the rains came to interrupt play. Typically, this coincided with our arrival at Whakapapa, the mountain village at the heart of Tongariro National Park and gateway to New Zealand’s “Best Day Hike”-The Tongariro Alpine Crossing.

Undeterred, all we could do was wait. The previous year, we’d missed the window of opportunity by a few days. The cold air had set in and with it, our cold feet chose to leave the long mountain trek for another time. This would prove a wise move, as this is no walk in the park, even on the best of days.

The 19.4km Volcanic Wonderland

At 12 miles in length or 19.4km, The Tongariro Alpine Crossing, is not only a big day out, it’s also high. Climbing 750m from the start, to the landmark Red Crater, it descends 700m to the finish on the opposite side, at Ketetahi Road.

Covering a vast volcanic wonderland, of steaming vents and blackened lava fields. Consisting of an active volcano trio: Mt Tongariro; Ruapehu and Ngaruhoe. Each, make up The vast and hugely popular Tongariro National Park. The highest of these peaks, is Ruapehu, at 2797m, it’s also the highest in the North Island.

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The Rocky Lava Landscape

Sitting It Out Until The Forecast Improved

As the weather closed in, we checked the prognosis with the National Park Visitor Centre, in Whakapapa villlage. With a window of reprieve set to come in a few days later, we retreated over to Taupo, about an hour’s drive away.

From here, we’d be close enough to make our move, once the weather improved. Hopefully, we’d be away from the cold air of the mountain area.

Finally, the forecast from the met service showed signs of improvement. As the last week of February approached (height of Summer in New Zealand), our moment came.

Still, the night sky brought chills and a real nip in the air, even on this lower ground. We knew up on the mountain, there could be a real chance of frost or even ice.

The iSite in Taupo, perfectly caters for The Tongariro Alpine Crossing. Up to date forecasts, detailed equipment lists, maps and information adorn the walls. We checked with the staff on the situation for the following day, at last, yes, the weather looked perfect. This meant, the shuttles were running once again. Fingers crossed, our moment had come.

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Lunar-Like Volcanic Mountains

Arranging The Shuttle To The Start

The crossing is a one-way trek, with parking no longer permitted in your own vehicle. So, basically, a shuttle bus has to be arranged, to take you to the start, or possibly pick you up at the finish as well. Buses start at around 5.30am and carry on up until about 9am, with a journey time of 30 minutes, to ferry walkers to the start point.

We booked ‘The Mountain Crossing’ shuttle bus, for an 8.30am start, through the iSite in Taupo. This would leave from their dedicated car park , located at the closest point to the finish, where we’d also park our camper for the day. We chose a later time, simply because the weather was so cold, we wanted the sun to be up and any frost to be gone!

We also wanted to have our van parked at the end of the walk , ready for our return in our own time. If we’d have arranged a shuttle from some other location, we’d have had a shuttle to the start and a pick up shuttle back to their parking area further away.

These buses left at set times during the afternoon, with the last being around 5pm. We didn’t want any pressure to rush back or fear of missing the last bus!

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Our Camper Parked in Whakapapa Village Gateway To Tongaririo National Park

The Night Before and The Biggest Pig We’d Ever Seen

Feeling like we need to do a bit of a rehearsal, we ended up checking out the shuttle parking and the actual finish, ready for the following day.

Knowing where exactly to drive to and how far it was, from the end of the walk, made it all a lot clearer.

Now, all we had to do was find somewhere to stop for the night, close to the start. This is where it got a bit tricky! We couldn’t book anything in advance, simply because, we didn’t know if the shuttles were running until the day before, following the bad weather.

So, we had to find a campground within easy access for the morning. Our first choice, turned out to be closed, for a private function. Our second option was full, which left our final choice, a basic camper stop, conveniently located, just 10 minutes to the shuttle bus.

“Crossroads”, is a field, with horses roaming round freely, a drop toilet and optional 5am shuttle service to the start of the walk. At $20 per night, this would do us perfectly.

Just as we stirred our carb-filled pasta dish on the outside stove, the biggest pig we’d ever seen in our lives walked past! It was worth the $20 just to see it!

A Frosty Feel

As the sun went down, the cold set in. Out came the sleeping bags, on top of our usual, home style bedding, always a sure sign of a chill in the air.

Just one last check after packing up our rucksacks and filling the drink bottles, with the recommended 3L of water each! Not leaving anything to chance, we’d allowed for extra layers, plenty of food, sun protection, a first aid kit and just about everything that we’d need for that ‘just in case moment’!

Now, all that was left was an early night!

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Parked on Frosty Ground at “Crossroads” Camper Stop

Up With The Early Birds

By 5am, we were awake with the sound of other happy camper’s heading off for their shuttle buses. It was so cold, frost covered the grassy camp and the windscreen was frozen solid!

The last thing we wanted, was to crawl out of the warm sleeping bags! As no one was really left close to us to annoy, I braved the cold and started the engine. Hoping, that the ice melted and the heater of the cab would soon blow some hot air through.

After a hot mug of tea and a hearty breakfast, we gathered our bags and drove to the shuttle car park for the 8am. The car park was really full, with cars parked from people on those earlier shuttle buses. Checking in at a little hut, we were told to board the bus ready for our 8,.30 departure.

As the bus filled to capacity, the doors closed and we were off. After 30 minutes, mainly along a narrow gravel track, we arrived. Thankfully there were toilets at the drop off point. So, with a quick stop came the chance to take off some layers. The sun had come up and the warmth soon felt quite intense, skies were blue and clear-we’d hit the jackpot on the weather front!

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Nigel on the shuttle bus

Walking The Tongariro Alpine Crossing

20km is a long way for a day hike. I’m adding a bit on here, as by the time you walk extra bits before and after, you may as well round it up!

The first few km were easy enough. A gravel path to begin with which soon lead to a pretty boardwalk, with the best possible weather, making perfect walking conditions.

Drop toilets along the route, were really well placed, ideal after sipping on that 3L of water each. Oh, you need your own loo paper, by the way!

The Tongariro Crossing
The gravel path at the start of the walk is easy enough
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Winding our way through the first part of the walk
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Volcanic Peaks Come into View
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Walking The Boardwalk Towards The First Climb

Views of Mt Taranaki

As the first steps come into sight, we set about putting in the first bit of leg work. In the distance there were queues of people, walking up a ridge. Those that had left earlier, were now coming into view. We were told there would be 3000 people walking the route today, a trail reminiscent to rows of ants, could now be seen all around us.

Our legs put in the effort to reach the top of the steps, gratefully, laid into the hillside, leading to a rocky plateau. The views took our breath away. As we glanced behind, the perfect shaped Volcano, Mt Taranaki, stood proud, it’s snow capped peak, appearing to touch the blue sky above.

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Nigel after the first sets of steps with incredible views behind

Now was a good time to stop for coffee, as always, the trusty flask came out and we perched ourselves on a rock for a break.

Lunar Landscapes And Volcanic Peaks

All along the route, were marker poles, like the one in the photo with Nigel here. These are to help get your bearings, when the weather is poor, hard to to believe, it can be so bad, when it’s such clear visibility and warm air.

Climbing on through the the lunar landscapes, we’re surrounded by the flows of lava, now darkened masses of craggy rock. The flat, yellowing ground below our feet, brings colour to the otherwise, blackened landscapes.

The volcanic peaks of Ngauruhoe and Tongariro are in our views, both are off-limits to walkers. We wouldn’t attempt either one, but notice a couple of lone hiker’s ignoring the rules and appearing like dots in the scraggy slopes.

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Volcanic peaks surround us
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Lunar Landscapes and Volcanic Peaks
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Heading across lunar landscapes to the climb up towards the Red Crater

The Famous Red Crater of The Tongariro Alpine Crossing

The ridge up towards the Red Crater became closer, the people clambering up were packed in like sardines. The remnants of ice from the previous night, clung to shady sections ahead. The parts which had melted, were now wet and muddy, trodden by the thousands that had already walked before us, earlier in the morning.

At this point, a queue began to form, of those ill-prepared in their converse pumps, stuck like glue to the orange toned mud. Whilst, those eager to make it at a steady pace up the slippy slope, had to just linger until safe passage allowed.

All we could do was wait our turn, frustrated at going so slow, we found it more difficult to climb up, without getting a rhythm going and a good pace to glide us up the slope.

Finally, we were nearing the top, after a couple of slippy sections, where I’d felt myself slip backwards for a split-second.

Amazing views were now upon us, the brilliant weather, playing up to the hype of this incredible walk. As we stood on the red earth of the ridge, the stillness and clarity around us, brought the most stunning panorama.

We could see for miles around, from Lake Taupo to The Dessert Road, we were on top of the world! It proved difficult to take our pics, too many people, all trying to do the same thing, meant lots of strangers in our shot!

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The Queue of People Climbing up The Red Crater
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Nigel at The top of The Red Crater
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Views of The Red Crater

The Descent Towards The Emerald Lake

The descent was a bit tricky! A deep shale and fairly long, steep section lay in wait. More queues had formed, making it difficult to get going down hill.

The initial sandy gravel and steep slopes, made it hard on the legs and boots! Some people had froze on the spot, whilst we tried to give encouragement, we managed to make it down without too much hardship.

Digging our heels into the sandy base, seemed to help us gain a sturdy footing, whilst others chose to run down, like mountain goats.

It was difficult to miss the stunning outlook from here, amazing views below of the Emerald and Blue Lakes. This had to be a spot for our lunch.

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Starting the walk down the shale slope towards the Emerald Lake
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Nigel at the Emerald Lake
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Our Lunch Stop At The Emerald Lakes
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Looking out Across the Steamy Landscapes

The Blue Lake And Steamy Landscapes

After a good break for our picnic lunch, it was time to move on. Another small climb lay ahead, after crossing a flat section of volcanic dust, the path lead towards The Blue Lake.

Heading around the mountain, we caught sight of Lake Taupo, way ahead in the distance. The views stayed with us for the second half of the walk, as we passed steaming vents on several sections.

Rocky, darkened lava flows surrounded us, whilst bright red colours brought a vibrant glow to the earth.

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Looking pleased to be entering the second half of the walk!
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We Pass The Blue Lake
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Lava Flows Across the Landscapes

The Tongariro Alpine Crossing – The Final 9KM

The last section, or final 9KM, was all down hill, yes, it sounds a long way and it was! Steps and paths of matted, metal and plastic underfoot, seemed to make it rather difficult on the aching feet!

Grateful for all the toilets en-route, we took another stop overlooking the views before heading on down the mountain. By now, it seemed such a long way to go, before we’d reach the van.

The good weather and fine outlook spurred us on. As we meandered down the paths, several people ran past us, late for their last shuttle bus.

The last few km, took us through a pretty forest section, a welcome change of scenery, before reaching the public car park and the finish! Hooray…We’d done it!

This car park has limited parking, it’s where some shuttle buses pick up from and as we cleared the trees, groups of weary walkers boarded their buses back. Some still running past, just about making it onto the last bus.

For us, it was a further 1km back to the camper, at the shuttle parking. We were shattered and this last bit seemed like an awful one way!

As our camper came into view, there was only one thing left to do-drive to some hot pools for a good soak!

A great end to a fantastic day and perfect to ease those aching limbs!

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Nigel taking a selfie with Lake Taupo in the Far Distance (Behind the hills)
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The path winding down the mountain
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Here we are Finished and Shattered But Loved Every minute!

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The Whanganui Journey

The Whanganui Journey

Out of New Zealand’s 10 Great Walks comes the red herring that is ‘The Whanganui Journey’. This epic adventure actually involves no walking at all! Instead, the Journey into the lush wilderness takes place on water!

Yes, ‘The Whanganui Journey’, is actually an epic canoe adventure, and we were about to jump in at the deep end, on our first ever canoe trip!

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Our Son in front of us paddling along the river

The Whanganui Journey – A Great Walk That Isn’t A Walk

In fact, ‘The Whanganui Journey’ is the only one of the world famous Great Walks of New Zealand, that does not involve setting out on foot!

With options of two different starting points, covering either 3 or 5 days, we novices, wisely chose the shorter distance. Covering 88km, our journey on the North Island’s Whanganui River, would begin at Whakohoro.

This incredibly remote location, is the main starting point on the river. The route takes you through thick bush, following wide gorges, passing moss covered waterfalls, as you head towards the finish at Pipiriki.

Organising and Planning

We’d booked our canoe hire for the Whanganui Journey, several months in advance, with Whanganui River Canoes. The owner’s also have a campsite at their base, in the village of Raetihi. This is one of the closest campgrounds to the finish and unbelievably, to the start-one and a half hours drive away!

Staying at the campground the night before and hiring the canoes from there, meant we had transport to and from the River included. We could also safety park the camper on site, for the duration of the trip.

Whanganui River Canoes

DOC Great Walks

Raetihi Holiday Park

The overnight campground’s for the Whanganui Journey, also had to be arranged and booked in advance. Our first night would be a DOC (Department of Conservation) bunk at their John Coull Hut. Whilst our second night, was to be a cabin, at The Bridge to Nowhere campground, where the promise of a hot shower sold it to us!

The Day Before

By late afternoon on 21st December, we’d checked into the campsite, ready for The Whanganui Journey and adventure ahead. Blimey…What had we let ourselves in for!

On arrival, we were each allocated a large barrel for clothes and equipment and a small barrel for food. A yellow dry bag came with the bigger barrel. We could safely pack our kit inside this and then into the sealed container. The food had to be put inside a bin liner, before locking into the small barrel.

A couple of waterproof cases were also given, for storing electrical items, where they’d hopefully stay dry or at least float if they ended up in the river!

Packing up our barrels at Raetihi Holiday Park. They also run Whanganui River Canoes

Rain May Stop Play

It soon became clear that we might not even get started on our trip. After heavy rains and high winds, none of the canoes had been allowed on the river for 5 days.

As the water levels had risen, so too had the dangers of the river in full flood. We wouldn’t know until the next morning, if the water had receded enough for us canoeists to take to the water.

If any more rain fell overnight, especially upstream, then The Whanganui Journey would finish before it began.

Settling in at the campsite

Raetihi Holiday Park and the views towards Ruapehu in the background

The Raetihi Holiday Park was actually really lovely. Commanding fine views across to Ruapehu, the snow-capped slopes of this volcanic wonderland, glistened in the evening sunlight.

A newly modernised toilet block, powerful hot showers and excellent camp kitchen, were a perfect addition to the convenience of the location.

We’d been joined by our son and his girlfriend, and our other son and 3 of his pals from his pilot training school. Luckily, we had a cabin booked, along with a glamping tent and our campervan pitch.

The site was so full, that the owners had built an extra cabin that day to accommodate us. Literally, they just finished it as we arrived.

Before settling in for the night, we had to watch a safety video at the campsite office. This detailed everything we should expect about The Whanganui Journey.

Lots of it showed what to do to avoid falling in and how nothing could be done, other than float to a bank, if you did fall in! It all sounded so simple!

One last check of the packing and that was it, time for bed. It was such a cold night, wrapping up and staying warm under the covers seemed like a really good option. Summer in New Zealand can still be really cool overnight, this was a really good reminder of that!

The Whanganui Journey – Gravel Roads and Plenty of Dust

An early start the next morning had us braving the cold air, until sunrise brought a welcome warmth.

Tea and Coffee was laid on at the campsite office, as we all assembled at the meeting point, ready for the 8am departure. Thank goodness the weather was on our side and we were good to go!

Boarding the bus was quite exciting, with canoes attached onto the trailer behind us, we were almost ready for the off! Our camper and cars had been moved to the parking area and keys locked away with the owners, for safe keeping.

The driver hopped on board and off we went! The drive to the start was long and dusty, mostly covering unsealed roads, plumes of dust billowed out as we sped along.

As the dust settled inside the bus, we covered our faces and felt our freshly washed hair, weighed down by a fine coating of the grey stuff. We now knew, we’d be feeling unwashed and unkempt for the next few days!

Boarding the bus with our canoes on the back

At Last – Whakahoro Was Upon Us – Start of The Whanganui Journey

The drive to the start was scenic, but brought a realisation as to how remote this place is. After 90 minutes on the road, our driver announced our arrival at Whakahoro and the chance for a toilet break at the DOC campground…..thank goodness for that!

The drop toilets were more than welcome, and a chance to get ready for the next few days of the non-flushing variety!

In front of us, several other buses were already unloading canoes on the narrow lane. This dead-end track lead to a muddy slipway to the waters edge, our launching site and the start of The Whanganui Journey…this was going to be messy!

Typically, our bus was last in the queue. This meant hanging around, with our nervous energy yet to be unleashed. All of our barrels were loaded underneath the canoes, so we couldn’t reach any of our kit until it was unloaded.

Frustratingly, our final preparations; such as packing away some of the layers that we no longer needed, after the cold start and finding a snack to nibble on, had to wait.

There was then, what seemed like a bit of a rush to get organised, as our turn finally came. Quickly stripping off what we didn’t need to wear, slapping on the sun lotion and insect repellent and actually strapping the barrels into the canoes. The Whanganui Journey had now come upon us in a flash!

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Our group: Nigel, Mike, Khalsa, Brad, Alec, Sonia, Vicky and Luke!

The Whanganui Journey – Time to Be Seated

Finally, our turn to step into the Canadian style canoe came. Just as were about to set off, our canoes had to be moved to one side to make way for a rescue jet-boat….heck this was a bit unnerving!

Apparently, no sooner had one group taken to the river, than all hell had been let loose and they’d somehow requested a rescue mission!

We wondered what on earth we’d let ourselves in for. The glum looking party retuned to shore, minus their canoes, so, it was now our time to find out.

Wading through the the muddy bank to our waiting canoes was a dirty business. “Just one last thing” announced the owner, “here’s an emergency beacon, just press SOS if you need immediate rescue”. With that, he handed us a small yellow device, placed it inside a yellow waterproof box and got ready to let us loose.

Into the canoe we staggered, took to our seats and before we knew it, with a push and a shove, we were off! Yikes!

A picnic stop on our first day

Finally We’re On The River – The Whanganui Journey Began

Frantically trying to remember everything we’d been shown from the safety briefings, we knew straight away that teamwork was total priority.

If the 3 days on the river was going to be a success, we’d have to get along, work together and definitely not have any marital differences.

We’d decided that Nigel would steer (that’s sitting at the back) and I would be the engine at the front! Being up front, also meant that I had to be lookout – gosh, how hard could that be?!

Oh, it sounded all so simple, but we were about to find out from the start, that this was a lot harder than it looked.

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Lovely waterfalls are everywhere along the river

Let The Paddling Begin

The first part of the river was actually not the Whanganui River at all, this was a gentle, smaller river, that flows into the Whanganui river.

We had instructions to turn left and did as we were told. Then the vast expanse of the Whanganui River, in what looked like full flood, appeared ahead of us.

Whirlpools swirled in the murky water, obstacles of fallen trees, rocks and occasional debris, soon came into view. The task of keeping an eye out for things that could topple us was constant.

This was a real adventure and we were on our own! The other 6 in our group had taken to the water before us and were nowhere in sight.

It was just us and the surrounding birdsong, which echoed from the gorge-type walls of the river. Rising above us, the thick greenery of the New Zealand bush, resembled something from a far-flung land.

We soon got into a bit of a rhythm, enough to keep us gliding through the wide swathes of water. Before long, we saw the distant outline of the other’s up ahead too.

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Gliding through the river, typical scenery along the way

Ready for Lunch

It would be another 2 hours of paddling before we caught sight of our lunch stop. This was at one of the basic DOC campgrounds, that are located every couple of hours along the river.

Apparently, there are usually beaches to pull in at, but for us, with the river so high, these were submerged beyond reach. Instead, there were no shallow segments of water, not even a river bank to launch ourselves onto.

Thankfully, our lunch-stop had a small muddy verge, where we could aim to land. Hoping, that we’d make it before missing the opportunity to stop, we steered with all our strength to get to the bank.

We threw our rope over to our waiting group, who were already on dry land. After a few tugs on the ropes, we were pulled ashore. So relieved, that we’d got our first stop in the bag!

By now, the heat was beating down, so not only was this time for food, but also the sunscreen and more insect repellent.

Our rest was short-lived. After a quick picnic and use of the drop toilet, we knew we’d have to be back on the river, to make it to our campsite for the night.

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Our lunch stop at a DOC (Department of conservation) campground

Battling The Headwind

This first day, should have taken around 7 hours to complete, except that you apparently move quicker in a full river. All was going well, until we hit the only obstacle that we hadn’t accounted for-a strong headwind.

For some reason, we’d never expected to be battling the gusty stuff at any point in the journey. As the wind blew up the valley, there was no escaping its strength.

The only solution was to paddle harder and get the task done. At this point, we knew, this was no walk in the park! This was going to need all our upper body strength, concentration and cool wit, to get us through.

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Nigel and I paddling along the river

Our First Night – John Coull Hut Campsite

After 5 hours of paddling, our first night campsite came into view. John Coull Hut, another DOC campground was upon us.

More frantic steering, had us glide in between a mass of parked canoes. This was not easy, with no beach to happily wade onto, our only option was to leap out of the canoe and haul each of our canoes up the steep bank.

A flat strip of grass, provided a space to park up our groups canoes overnight. We never expected having to physically carry each canoe onto dry land!

First though, our barrels had to be unloaded and carried up to dry land. There was no room alongside the river, due to the steep, muddy banks and sheer number of canoes, that had arrived before us.

This would have been such hard work. However, an organised team effort, had everything carried up to the tent area and our own shared hut, high above the river.

Whanganui River
Carrying our canoes and barrels above the river at John Coull Hut campground

Settling in To Camp

John Coull Hut
Dishwashing & Washing Sink on the Terrace at John Coull Hut

The hut was over-booked, so we quickly had to find a bunk amongst the rows of mattresses that were taken. After the heavy rains, some people had become grounded in previous camps. This meant a backlog on the river and more people than expected at our camp.

The campground itself was really basic but good. A kitchen adjacent to the bunk room had gas burners and running water. Although this had to be boiled, it meant we didn’t have to carry extra supplies on the journey.

Outside, a small sink for washing and a separate sink for dishwashing, looked out onto the river below. Several drop toilets were located between the tent area and the hut. Although smelly, they were generally clean and the next best thing to a flushing loo.

A terrace area with large picnic tables and an indoor dining area, with a log burner, made it all actually rather comfortable. As darkness fell, we retreated to our bunk beds, where the nightmare of a bunk room began.

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The outdoor eating area at John Coull Hut

The Chorus of Snoring Starts

Snoring reverberated around the room, almost in a chorus. Sounds from a horror movie, like nothing we’d heard before. The worst culprit, a middle aged man, 2 bunks away, made the most deafening sounds imaginable.

Before we knew it, all we could do was laugh. In a kind of way that you do as a child, when you’re at a school assembly. Trying not to giggle in the important part, but then you can’t stop yourself!

The laughter soon turned to tears and after about an hour of being sandwiched between the snoring, we gave in. Instead, we grabbed our mattress and took to sleeping on the kitchen floor.

There we were, thinking, we’d solved the problem – how wrong were we? Well, unbeknown to us, the Snorer from Hell 2 was unleashed next to the log burner! At that point, we gave up trying to sleep. As a new dawn came, it was time to put it down to experience and get ready for day 2 on the river!

John Coull Hut
Our son in the bunk room at John Coull Hut

Day 2 Begins Below The Mist

As a low mist cleared from the treetops, the sun broke through and the chill from the early morning gave way to warm air.

Fully refreshed as can be after no sleep, we relied on coffee and cereal to awaken the senses! Just as well, as we needed all our energy to carry those barrels back to the canoes, as well as manoeuvre the canoes, onto the river.

We were told, that there’s usually a small beach here to provide a much easier landing exercise, than this steep bank experience.

As we safety made it to our seating positions, without toppling over, relief came in. Quickly followed the need to focus on the direction of paddle, before we ended up just spinning around, like something from a Kylie hit!

Ahead of us lay another long day. Although the river levels had dropped a little, they were still much higher than normal.

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Trying to keep together on day 2 of paddling

Lush Landscapes Keep Us Focused

We were told that the river can rise up to 13 meters after heavy rain! Canoes have to be tied securely, out of the water overnight. It’s been known, for the canoes to disappear with the rising water or be carried away down stream.

Every now and then, we would spot a submerged tree, peaking above the water. After watching the safety video and seeing how a canoe can topple or get stuck against one of these huge trunks, we had to be really on guard, to avoid a collision.

Occasionally, we’d cross some bumpy rapids, strong currents and spiralling whirlpools. The river is wide, the valley alongside is a mix of complete natural bush, blending upwards towards the sky, whilst a canopy of greenery covers the wilderness.

Moss-filled cliffs, hide behind cascades of exotic looking waterfalls, whilst narrow inlets, carved out against the passage of time, provide a mystical, forgotten world. It all looks like a far away jungle, as if expecting monkey’s to swing between the trees.

The headwinds were still annoyingly against us, but the determination to combat the aching backsides and energy depleted arms, overrode the niggles.

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The thick green bush towers above the river

Catastrophe Averted

Our first stop of the day, after an hour and a half, was a welcome one. The basic DOC campground provided another drop toilet and a picnic bench. Plenty of sand flies joined us for our break, reminding us, to keep spraying that insect repellent to the body parts!

Next almost came our capsize moment. As Nigel stepped over the barrels to take his seat at the back of the canoe, a sudden lack of balance swung us over to the left. As I got ready to get wet, Nigel’s bottom half disappeared under the water, as our fellow canoeists leaped from the river bank to grab hold of the unsteady canoe.

Thank goodness, for those quick thinking crew members! Catastrophe was just about avoided, the only evidence was a few buckets of water, that had now settled around our feet, along with the loss of a drinks bottle into the river. Luckily, this bobbed up and down like a cork next to us, so we could save it from floating off into oblivion.

Progressing ahead of time down stream, we were soon upon the only part of the journey, where you pull over to do a bit of a walk- that’s if you want to!

Whanganui River
Enjoying the scenery during a calm spell on the river

The Bridge To Nowhere

Bridge to Nowhere
The Bridge to Nowhere comes into sight through the tree lined path

This was ‘The Bridge to Nowhere’, but first we had to get there, which meant landing on a very high, muddy bank, in a strong current. A flurry of canoes had already parked up, making access really tight.

Adding insult to injury, was the arrival of the jet-boat. Crikey, this was all a bit daunting for us novices!

For the sake of some background info, the jet boat is the alternative means of transport, for anyone wanting to see The Bridge to Nowhere. This bright yellow boat, catapults visitors upstream in a flash, so they can visit the bridge without much effort!

As they look on, we have to paddle and steer like crazy to get to shore. As the yellow jet boat, gets wedged against our canoe, we have to navigate round it’s rear end, avoiding getting caught in a section of rapids. Using all our strength, we finally steer to a tiny section of free river bank.

Hauling our rope ashore, to our anxious looking crew, each dashing to assist in pulling us to dry land. There was nothing left for us to do, other than reach for a sweet treat and get some much needed sugar through the veins.

A walk in the wilderness

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Arriving at the Bridge to Nowhere, a 90 minute return walk from the river

Our walk to the bridge, took us through the bush, along a well marked path. The 45 minute route, gradually meandered up hill, until we reached a clearing in the trees. There in front of us, above a small river, was the pretty arch of the bridge.

The story behind the structure is a bit of a sad one. The land here was given to returning soldiers after the 2nd World War. Supposedly as a gift, to allow them to farm the land.

They soon realised that the land was unsuitable for use, so they never got to use this fruitless gift. Nowadays, the only reminder is the bridge that was built to access the land. Of course, with no useful purpose, the structure became known as ‘The Bridge to Nowhere’.

Located in beautiful bush, the bridge is actually lovely. Below it, we could see huge eels swimming in the river.

Following a photo opportunity, we returned for the 45 minute trek back to the canoes. A picnic lunch followed, under the shade of the sun, before setting off for the next section of the journey.

Easier said than done! Getting back into the canoes was really awkward. The jet boat was still parked up too, the only way we could get to one of our canoes, was to step on the deck of the jet boat first…not to the amusement of the slightly grumpy driver!

A bumpy ride

All was going well, after finally getting back on the river. That was, until our jet boat friend whizzed passed! The waves grew larger and larger, the swell seeming huge against our tiny canoe!

As we just about managed to ride the storm, the waving tourists almost seemed to have a bit of a smirk on their faces, or were we now just paranoid?!

The day had gone quicker than anticipated, great teamwork and sections of calm water, made the earlier part of the river more enjoyable.

Then, we hit a continuous headwind once again. An hour or so later, we were loosing our enthusiasm. The only option was to just grit our teeth, put in the effort and talk our way through it.

Bridge to Nowhere
Looking down into the Eel-filled river below the Bridge to Nowhere

A Campsite with a bar and a Campfire!

Finally, there it was, a large sign on the right hand side of the river. This was our next overnight campsite stop, at The Bridge to Nowhere Campground.

Steering swiftly towards the slightly easier looking river bank, we were overjoyed to have arrived. It had been a long day, but apparently, we were told it was quicker as the river was full…one consolation!

A smiley face soon greeted us from a quad bike, this was amazing, it was the manager who’d come to collect our barrels and show us round camp.

Surprisingly, we were first to arrive for the night. Goodness knows how, but we obviously weren’t as bad as we thought!

Our really basic bunk room had the most fabulous views across the river. Perched high above the valley, the outdoor deck was a welcome rest area, for a mug of coffee. A pile of firewood was delivered on the same quad bike, ready to warm ourselves by, after dark.

Bridge to Nowhere Campground
The camp kitchen at Bridge to Nowhere Campground

The really big appeal of booking his campground, instead of the DOC Tieke Camp across the river from us, was the really simple fact that there was both: A hot shower and a Bar!

Not quite 5* luxury, the actual facilities were very tired and even more basic than basic. The hot shower was perfect though, and everyone took advantage of this welcome refresher. There was only one place to head after a good clean up- yes the bar!

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Our cabin at Bridge to Nowhere campground

A Sofa and a Beer

Walking 5 minutes uphill, we found The Lodge. This proper homestead, complete with flushing toilets, had a huge verandah and the smell of comfort food drifted over us. Perched overlooking the most fabulous river views, is where we settled for a beer and a comfy chair.

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Enjoying the bar and views at the Lodge at the Bridge to Nowhere campground

The only way in and out of this place is by boat. The location is stunning and to think, that it’s all been built in such difficult terrain, is even more mind blowing. Guests can spend the night here in comfort and a group were on their way by boat, as we warmed up the sofa!

As the smart looking Europeans arrived with their suitcases, we headed back down to our camp, swapping the sofa for a wooden bench and a glowing campfire.

Talking into the night, reflecting on the journey so far and gazing up at the clear night sky, seemed all rather perfect after such a hard day on the river.

Thankfully, we didn’t have to share our cabin with any strangers. So fully refreshed, after a good nights sleep, we were ready for the final day ahead.

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The cosy campfire outside our cabin at Bridge to Nowhere campground

4 Hours To Pipiriki and The Finish

This last day was to be the shortest, with only 4 hours of paddling ahead of us. To be honest, we all just wanted it to be over and done with! 3 days seemed so long on the water. We all commented, just how glad we were, to have not chosen the 5 day option!

As the time approached 8.30am, we realised we were the only ones left at camp, after what turned out to be a full campsite overnight. All the canoes from the DOC site had also gone, so we were now keen to get on the river.

We’d been warned that the last day came with the worst rapids and a 50-50 chance of falling in or capsizing.

With that in mind, we were all apprehensive, not knowing what to expect. Thankfully, the quad bike took our barrels to the canoes, after we’d loaded them into position, we were off.

It took all our determination to get into the rhythm of paddling. This final day brought out the aching limbs, fatigue and desire to just finish. Still, the headwind blew, how could somewhere that looked so sheltered, be so windy?

Our last day, saw the landscapes change, we could almost feel civilisation, driving us on to Pipiriki and the finish.

Whanganui River
The Bridge to Nowhere Campground landing point below us

Last stop then the rapids

After about an hour and a half, a large pebble beach with the usual DOC campground, provided a stop for both us and what seemed like, every other canoe out on the river. With a very quick toilet break and snack, we wanted to get going again.

Eager to reach our final destination, we were soon back on the river. From now on, we had rapids to navigate, this was a new challenge and the hope that we’d stay dry and upright was willing us to get it right.

We’d been told there would be 3 sets of rapids, the last being just before the finish. This was supposed to be the worst and the one where most people got caught out.

I’m not sure if it was because the water levels were high, making it easier, or if we were expecting worse, but when the rapids came into view, our paddling worked overtime and with eyes on the”V” (this is what we’d been told to aim for), somehow we made it through.

It may have been a bit bumpy, but it actually was rather good to have a bit of action! As we made our way through the final set of rapids, we suddenly realised that the end was in sight!

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Taking a break on the pebble beach, before navigating the rapids

The Home Straight

Goodness, there it was-the large sign for Pipiriki, followed by a small boat ramp and a few mini-buses!

Bumping our way across the rapids, we headed for the calm water beyond. We’d done it! Amazingly, without even getting wet. Let alone being one of the half, who didn’t end up in the water itself.

Maybe it was down to luck, but we were very pleased and proud, as we glided our way through the last couple of meters of river. As we launched ourselves onto the boat ramp, relief and large smiles were etched on our faces.

Wow! Not only had we done it, but our group were first back, despite being last to leave camp! We were shattered, the arms could take no more, we were running on empty.

Our mini-bus from Whanganui River Canoes picked us up at 2pm. We had to unpack the barrels, empty each canoe and help load the trailers with all the gear, before leaving.

A Surprise BBQ

The drive back to Raetihi Holiday Park took about half an hour. As we pulled into the car park, the owners announced a free BBQ and refreshments for everyone on their terrace.

We’d never had a sausage bap that tasted so good! One last task, before jumping into a hot shower on the campsite, was to empty our gear and disinfect the barrels.

Placing our clean supplies back in the storage area, was a welcome final phase to the journey. Neatly stacked, ready for the next Whanganui Journey adventurers’.

For us, it was time to hit the road. This was Christmas Eve and we were heading North for some well earned relaxation. It had been a true adventure and a brilliant way to start the holidays together as a family.

Our Conclusion – The Whanganui Journey

Well, we all agreed, it was good to do, but none of us would do it again in a hurry! Feeling content in the knowledge that we’d accomplished the only one of New Zealand’s Great Walks that isn’t a walk at all, was a good feeling to have!

We couldn’t have chosen a better company to hire our canoes from. The campsite at Raetihi was fab and those campsites on the actual river, were both good in their own way.

Next time, I think we’d all want to keep our feet firmly on the ground, but we’re so glad to have experienced this very different journey, in this incredible country.

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Our Family!

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Arriving in New Zealand Once Again

Wellington

Arriving in New Zealand Once Again

Touching down in the Singapore Airlines A380 at Auckland Airport, seemed like we’d never been away. Yet here we were, arriving in New Zealand once again, along with the exciting realisation that we were back in this fabulous part of the world.

There is something so familiar and down to earth about New Zealand. Somehow the moment we arrive, feels as if we’re back in a comfy pair of slippers!

Unusually, even the formalities of airport rituals are so much more welcoming here. Officials great us with warm words and informal small talk. Almost as if we’re buying something from a shop, rather than customs and immigration proceedings .

A bath tub on a fab boat shed in Wellington!

Declaring the Hiking Gear – Arriving in New Zealand Once Again

Stopping to declare our camping and hiking gear, the bags were swiftly opened for an inspection of our equipment. Next came a scrape of the walking boots for signs of disease-carrying soils.

New Zealand has strict bio and environmental rules about what you can bring into the country. We learnt from past visits that it was easier to scrub our gear before packing. Anything to help with all the rigorous cleansing on arrival!

The authorities don’t want any unnecessary threats to nature. So these checks hopefully prevent the spread of disease from other countries. Understanding the importance behind the rules is helpful in ensuring our gear is ready to hopefully pass the mark!

The Tent Inspection

Our tent becomes the subject of a thorough check and disappears into the de-contamination area for inspection. Before long, we’re handed a receipt and told to collect it from the arrivals hall.

Knocking on the small hatch of the customs office, a friendly Kiwi official appears at the door.

“Is this the one” he asks? I think our faces said it all! Hooray, there it was -passed and back with our luggage in a jiffy!

We were still rather eager to know, what the customs department do with any offending equipment, so we ask the question! Then came a typical Kiwi reply! “Just clean em up with some disinfectant mate, it’ll take about 15 minutes, before they’re good to go”!

Our trusty tent

Next Stop Wellington

That sounded good enough to us and just about what we’d come to expect from this easy-going nation. Now we really knew that we were back in New Zealand and with that, we were ready for our next flight down to Wellington.

Heading out of the terminal building was like walking into a warm room. Lovely sunny weather shone down, as we made the long walk in the open air, to the domestic departure terminal.

With the clock ticking, we found just about enough time to check in our bags, for our Jetstar flight down to the capital. Boarding on the dot and taxiing down the runway a short while later,we were on our way on this final leg of the journey.

Clear Sky and Volcanic Views

The flight through clear skies gave us a perfect view of the snow-covered peak of Taranaki below us. This volcano-shaped mountain on the West coast of the North Island, reminded us of what we love about this country. The remote, dramatic landscapes such as this are just so incredibly beautiful, yet accessible too.

An hour later and there we were, with winds blowing, Wellington known for its blowy conditions, lived up to its reputation.

It was 6pm, we were ready for refreshments and a good hot shower. With our luggage swiftly retrieved from the carousel, we settled into a taxi to take us into the centre.

The Long-Awaited Reunion

This was the moment we’d been waiting for, as we unloaded the bags from the boot, there he was, our fabulous eldest Son waving from the doorway. The exciting moment of seeing our first born again was just magical.

As the reunion continued for some time, it felt so good to be back together. For us, our first night was to be spent sleeping on the floor of our Son’s tiny studio flat!

I know what you’re thinking, where’s the van? Well, rewind to the week before and our LDV campervan became a little poorly.

As our Son drove back from a weekend away, the van lost power. It had to be towed away on the back of a tow truck, to the nearest LDV garage over at Palmerston North, a 2 hour drive from Wellington.

Thankfully, as it’s not yet a year old, the warranty covered the recovery truck and the repair. This turned out to be nothing more than a pipe which had come loose.

Collecting our Cosy Camper

Our first task the next morning, was to collect a hire car. This had been arranged and included in the warranty, for the drive up to Palmerston North to collect the van.

Arriving at the LDV garage at lunchtime, we were handed the keys and re-united with our cosy camper conversion. After dropping the car hire off at the local airport, we were soon ready to make our way back to Wellington.

Relieved and excited to be back with our camper, we were now ready to hit the road again and start exploring. Somehow, there was nothing quite like having our own camper back, it felt good to be sat in our cosy little home on wheels!

Arriving in New Zealand once again, we were now feeling just about ready for those next adventures.

What no Name?

By the way, there’s no name for our van, maybe we should think of one, but somehow, it all just feels a bit cringeworthy.

So, our van, is just that- our van in name and real life. Maybe if we could think of a nickname that would suit, it would have to be something grand, like “Endeavour”. After all, it was Captain Cook’s mode of transport as he sailed this land, so it could be our’s too!

For now, as our tyres began to tread firmly back in New Zealand’s capital city, we were ready to park our “Endeavour” up for the night outside our Son’s home.

Ready for Adventure

Not exactly a glamorous location, but we weren’t here for the glossy instagram pics just yet. No doubt, those will come as we head off across the country, but for now, it was time to lock up and snuggle in for our first night back on board.

Here’s to another world of adventures awaiting us, so let the travels begin with earnest!

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Another Year Of Camper Travels Over

Another year of camper travels over

Suddenly it seems, that time really does go quicker as we get older. How can it be that it’s coming to the end of 2019 already? In fact, it seems like only yesterday that we were celebrating the millennium, yet here we are 20 years later-Wow, that is such a scary thought!

For us, it’s been another busy year, filled with a mix of various travels near and far, in between a house renovation and a campervan self-build project on the other side of the world. We can safely say, it’s been a very hands on year if nothing else!

The very Beginning

Of course, life as we’ve learnt, is full of surprises and no more so than our unexpected travels to the opposite side of the world, where our son is now living in New Zealand.

When we realised we’d be regular visitor’s to the “land of the long white cloud” , there was only one thing for us to do, and that was to have our own campervan to use around New Zealand. One of the most camper friendly countries we’ve ever visited and also one of the most beautiful.

Luckily, our search for a van to convert, at the start of 2019 was relatively easy, and with lot’s of Kiwi help, Nigel was able to build a cosy, self-contained conversion within a few weeks.

We were soon out on the road, discovering the best of New Zealand life and enjoying the incredible freedom camping facilities that’s on offer in this part of the world. With an outdoor paradise at every corner, it was just our cup of tea!

Even better, when it was time for us to leave, our cosy little home from home on wheels was left back in the perfect hands of our Son. Ideal too, for his own exploring in his free time, and getting to know more of this wonderful country.

The Beginning

When we realised a few years ago that our new career would be to travel (ha ha!), we knew it meant another big change and that was to downsize from the family house.

With the big house-move completed, just a few days before leaving for NZ, our return had us pre-occupied in house renovations. What an ordeal that was, and as usual with these things, they took far longer than expected!

A few months later, we were finished, fully renovated, modernised and transformed into a cosy abode! Wondering why we’d needed all that space in our previous homes, this was a revelation and our new introduction into Tiny space living!

Exciting yet exhausting at the same time, this important next chapter felt so liberating. The freedom of ditching the big house for the tiny base was just the best feeling, and making it our own was just such a lovely part of the next stage of our lives.

The Middle

It didn’t take long before the itchy feet syndrome set in, and before we knew it, we were catching the Euro Tunnel to France, ready for more adventures.

As usual, we were a little indecisive about where to head for, but finally settled on Italy, with a little bit of France, mainly the Alps, thrown in for starters.

I’m not sure why, but ever since we started our camper travels, we’ve always felt the need to really explore a region before starting on a new destination. In other words, we’ve never been ones to tick box a country or just pass through.

So, when we finally got to do our first tour of Italy last year, concentrating on the Northern regions, it seemed only natural to continue where we left off for our 2nd instalment.

The Central regions of Italy felt a bit disappointing and after a couple of months trying to will it all on to get a bit better, we actually decided we’d seen enough and headed back to some old camper haunts in the South of France.

As the new look Riviera took hold, the realisation dawned that the incredible “wild camping” days along beautiful beaches were now a thing of the past. The French coast had changed beyond all recognition in some places.

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Fabulous Florence

The End – Another year of camper travels over

As Summer turned to Autumn, the French shut up shop, by Mid-October, it was over. Storm clouds came in, sun loungers were locked away for the Winter and the choppy seas threw a wild mass of debris across the previously bustling Summer sun drenched promenades.

Hanging on in there for a few more weeks was actually not the best idea. Ideally, we should have headed back home before the isolation of an out of season France crept in. Our return tunnel booking for the first week in November was the only reason we stayed.

As we were ready to wave “Au Revoir” for another year, the Winter travellers were descending en-masse to the coast. Breaking up their journeys, with a fleeting stopover on the French Coast, before continuing to their Winter campgrounds across the Spanish Costa’s.

Nothing new there, except for the huge size of the vans coming through this year, carrying with them the most outrageously extravagant additions, many towing cars to add to the already, large length of these beasts of the camper world.

We said goodbye to Europe for another year, put on the Winter coats and headed North.

The Very End – Another year of camper travels over

We Started out in 2019 as we will finish, in the fabulous country that is New Zealand with our nearest and dearest for company.

Over to a Summer down under and re-united both with family and our cosy little self-build camper, located in New Zealand’s North Island.

Where adventures await around every corner, the sky shines the brightest blue, and the warmth of Kiwi spirit flows through the incredible landscapes.

Here’s to the start of yet another decade, may you all have a fabulous touring season in 2020 and a long and happy decade ahead.

Wishing you a Very Merry Christmas, the most amazing camper travels and the happiest of New Year’s for 2020!

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A warm Summer Christmas in New Zealand

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A Stylish Singapore Stopover

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The Marina Bay Sands Hotel Glistening in the Evening

A Stylish Singapore Stopover

Leaving a very wet Manchester behind, after a dark, traffic-jam filled journey in November, seemed like a great way to get back travelling and out on the road again. We were heading for Summer in New Zealand, but first up for us, was a stylish Singapore stopover!

Our flight with the well respected, award-winning Singapore Airlines was as good as any long-haul flight could be. Occupied by the whole final series of Game of Thrones, a couple of Hollywood films and a pause for food, wiled away the hours – all 13 of them!

Landing in Changi Airport, itself an iconic masterpiece of Airport design, meant we had the day ahead to start exploring. There was just one problem, we had to stay awake first!

Thankfully, or should I say, unusually, our luggage was first to appear on the carousel. With almost no queues at immigration, we soon found ourselves in a taxi, en-route to our city centre hotel for a few days sightseeing and relaxation.

Singapore Airlines Our airline choice and ideal for A stylish Singapore Stopover.

Arriving at the Hotel – It’s not often we have that heading!

Even more perfect, was the really welcome news at the hotel reception desk, at the Colonial looking Intercontinental Hotel – our room was ready!

You know you have a good hotel, when the reception staff show you personally to your room….very swish! Such a relief to be able to take that hot shower and a soak in a bath tub (yes both!), more importantly make a proper, good old cup of British Tea.

More indulgence followed, with a dip in the roof-top pool, the freshness of the water being the perfect solution to keeping our eyes open! Breathing in the humid air from the very hot atmosphere of this Tropical metropolis, soon brought a realisation that this was one very intense heat.

Despite a cool swim, no sooner had we relaxed on the padded sun lounger and we were dripping wet from the sweat pouring from our skin!

Food Cravings and Hunger Pangs

It’s funny how you either crave ultra healthy food or the complete opposite after a long flight. Is it the jet lag or just that airplane cuisine that sends our digestive systems into turmoil?

Whichever the case, we had to have a healthy option when a sudden craving for anything involving fruit and veg took over. Heading out into the humidity, from the safety of our hotel air conditioning was a brave move.

Wow! This place gets humid! Finding solace in the local air-conditioned shopping Mall brought instant relief. Just as our hunger pangs had been met, by a good plate of nutritious food, our restless nature took over.

Monsoon Rains and Jet-Lag

Stupidly ignoring our hotel doorman’s advice of needing an umbrella and a taxi. Our walkabout of the nearby Little India district, a few blocks from our hotel, soon became a bit of a washout.

Despite the warning of imminent rain, our British sprit of carrying on regardless, turned out to be a rather damp squid! Choosing to stretch our legs got us nowhere fast, as these rains were like nothing we’d seen before!

Good grief, yes we are used to rain back in Blighty, but this was another level. All we could do was shelter under the canopy of a shop front and watch as the roads became rivers and Little India, although now in sight, may as well have been a million miles away.

An hour later and we were both fed up of waiting for the rains to stop. Beginning to feel as if we could sleep right there under the cover of the shop was becoming a tempting option. No need for a comfy bed, we were well and truly jet-lagged.

There was no other way forward, other than to just go for it – head out into the wet stuff and retreat back to our cosy room. It was only 5pm, but for us, it was time for the land of nod!

Long Bar at Raffles – A stylish Singapore Stopover

Fresh-faced and ready for action the next morning, a fabulous breakfast and sunny skies greeted us.

First up, was a peak around the iconic, world-famous Raffles Hotel. This immaculate colonial institution didn’t disappoint, a multi million dollar refurbishment truly evident.

Feeling as though we’d been transported back in time, we found ourselves walking the stairway to the historic “Long Bar”, tempting us back into a bygone age. This fascinating saloon could tell a few tales – if only walls could talk!

Here, peanut shells are traditionally scattered on the wooden floors, opened by the punters, sipping cocktails under the gracious, cooling fans. At 10am, it was a bit early for us to sample the Singapore Sling, invented here to look like a fruit juice, whilst in fact, disguising the alcohol that the ladies were drinking…..clever!

Colonial Singapore – A stylish Singapore Stopover

Meandering along the tidy pavements, alongside some incredibly impressive colonial architecture , we couldn’t help but admire the way in which this island nation has evolved. Now a global centre of commerce amid vast investment and development.

The British feel though is evident round every corner. From the road signs to information boards, parks to shops and the bonus of English signs and display boards. There was no struggling with the language here for us.

Back to the sightseeing, our route took us towards the Quay’s where waterside restaurants attempted to draw us in with their tasty offerings. Many with fresh seafood awaiting their culinary fate, in glass tanks lining the walkways.

By now, our clothes were clinging to our damp skin, my fringe firmly stuck to my forehead and legs feeling the affects front he intense humidity.

Despite the unglamorous look of a couple of Brits, as we struggled to maintain an air of freshness about our wet appearance, we carried on.

China Town

Soon we found ourselves in China Town. A colourful, vibrant mix surrounded our senses. Temples brought a haze of incense-filled smoke to new levels of intensity, spilling out into the streets, our noses unsure whether to enjoy this thick mass of cloud-like substance or simply avoid inhalation at all costs!

Street markets selling any tacky souvenir imaginable, alongside food stalls with even more weird and wonderful concoctions, filled the empty spaces between the rows of shops.

Enough was enough, by now we were suffering too much from the heat, the hotel pool suddenly felt a lot more tempting than a couple of spring rolls and a dish of Singapore noodles!

I don’t know why, but we always tend to want to walk everywhere on our travels. Great for the exercise but not good when the air is so humid. Somehow though, it’s the best way to get to know a place, to really step into the locals shoes and the other big advantage – yes, it’s free! One downside, of course, it’s exhausting.

An Early Night

Deciding to retreat back to our hotel restaurant for an early meal was a wise move. Dining to the sounds of the hotel pianist, was so much more civilised than our usual evening meals in camper-land…could we get used to this?

Little India without the rain

Since the monsoon rains had disappeared, our curiosity had us return to the stunning cultural scenes of Little India. This joyful suburb of colourful coffee shops, quaint eateries and abundance of individual retailers, brought the senses alive.

The most impressive sight greeted us from afar, the golden domes of the Mosque glistened in the morning sunshine. A centrepiece amongst the other brightly coloured buildings.

This Sunday morning had us mingle amongst the locals, dressed in beautiful colourful fabrics. In an area full to the brim with shops, displaying the most glorious cloths, it was no surprise that there were so many exotic creations passing us by.

We seem to drink more tea and coffee than the average British traveller, so after a few hours outdoors, we decided to make our way back to the luxury abode of the hotel room for a quick cuppa. A break in the days sightseeing and chance to quench our thirst.

Magical Marina Bay and Gardens on the Bay

One of the most recognised sights in modern day Singapore, the Marina Bay complex is vast and we had set about exploring it on foot.

Situated alongside the waterfront, the architectural masterpiece of the Marina Bay Sands hotel is the star attraction. Our route took us besides glamorous restaurants, passing wooden boats as they took visitors across the water.

It seemed to take us forever, but eventually we arrived at our first port of call, Gardens on the Bay, located behind the Marina complex.

A bit too Disney like

We weren’t really sure what this was all about, other than a light show twice nightly and a few massive greenhouse structures. We paid the entrance fee which allowed us entry into 2 of the greenhouses as well as the gardens. It all sort of resembled something more familiar to a Disney theme park.

Our hopes were high, but the whole Gardens on the Bay thing, was a bit of a disappointment. There were very nice displaces of flora and fauna, plenty of fast food outlets and a hawker food court. This is where we decided to eat, doing it like the locals and grabbing a dish of street food.

The lighting show was a bit boring, possibly due to the Christmas theme going on at the time. Whatever the reason, we didn’t feel it was worth paying the entrance fee, when there are so many free things to do in Singapore.

Cocktails on the 57th Floor – A Stylish Singapore Stopover

As the lights dimmed, we walked across the footbridge that links the Gardens on the Bay to the Marina Bay Sands hotel. There’s also a shopping Mall here, but we didn’t have time for that. Instead, we were taking the lift to the 57th floor for cocktails on the roof top bar.

A $20 entry fee gave an allowance for the drinks and entry to the bar, surely this had to be worth paying for? As the lift doors opened, there in front of us as we turned the corner was the most fabulous city view.

Passing us by in bathrobes, were guests of the hotel, making their way to the infinity pool located alongside the public bar. Despite it being 10pm, there was no stopping the flurry of white robes with guests soaking in the night time splendour.

For us, one front line table overlooking the city became free, so with cocktails in hand, we took a pew in one of the guest seats in town and settled in.

It must be a sign of getting old when you find the music annoying, conversation impossible and hearing loss evident, as the thud of speaker’s echo around the room. None the less, we sat it out, enjoying the bright lights of Singapore, trying not to look down – Crikey this place is high up!

Orchard Road and More Monsoon Rain

As our last full day approached, the jet lag was subsiding, giving us a new lease of life. Time for us to hit Orchard Road, Singapore’s equivalent to Oxford Street. Shopping isn’t quite our thing, but we wanted to take a look at what it was all about anyway.

Luckily, it was worth it, just for the amazing little street lying off the main road, named Emerald Hill. A colonial, character delight of terraced homes in an array of brightly painted colours. The huge shopping district was home to every kind of store imaginable, we, however, just walked on by…how good were we?

Our afternoon was supposed to be spent wondering around the Botanic Gardens. The weather, though, had other ideas! Just as we stepped through the gates and opened our picnic box, the heavens opened. The monsoon rains had returned with a vengeance, complete with thunder, lightening and no other option than to hail a cab and retreat back to the hotel.

Our last day and some large reptiles

With a morning to spare before having to pack our bags and leave for the airport, we decided to continue where we’d left off. Back to the Botanic gardens with clear skies above.

A completely beautiful experience it was to be. All for free, with a magical mix of themed gardens and peaceful seating areas, giving us time to reflect upon a fabulous few days in this far flung corner of the globe.

As Turtles swam in the ponds, a rather amazing Monitor Lizard crossed the path beside us. Before we knew it, a few more had appeared from the waterside. They looked as though they ruled the gardens and certainly kept us entertained in the process.

Heading swiftly back to the hotel after a morning in the Gardens, we spent the next couple of hours packing! Why doesn’t everything go back in the bags second time round?

Sensational Singapore

Singapore didn’t disappoint, this is a classy colonial city and it proved just delightful. It was a perfect few days, breaking up the long flight to New Zealand, with just another 10 hours flying time left to go!

This island nation may be hot and humid but it didn’t get us hot under the collar, and it’s certainly going down in our books as one cool stopover! Yes, Singapore is sensational!

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