Showing posts with label Paradise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paradise. Show all posts

Sunday, 3 January 2016

Christmas in Paradise with dolphins and kiwis

Last light, Doubtful Sound © Caroline Fraser


As you know, I am working in New Zealand for a few months, in order to do some photography and get paid enough to stay here for longer than the average 2 week holiday.

I am not one to sit in a plane for 36 hours twice within two weeks.

But my lovely family are doing just that, in order to spend Christmas in Paradise with me.



The road to Paradise was sunny and busy with people carrying selfie sticks.

people in Paradise


But if you looked the other way it still looked like paradise to me.



Paradise and the Dart River © Caroline Fraser


The waters of the river were cool and crystal clear.


Dart river water


But I don't want to rub in the beauty of this place.

Other Half is waiting for some words from yours truly.



I hesitate to write this next part for I have just discovered that he ( my other half)  has only 3 months left on his life insurance policy, and I will be a much richer widow if he pops off before his next birthday.

We discussed together a few ways that I could hasten his demise ( in jest, of course).

I will name a few;


  • heart attack climbing Ben Lomond. .............FAILED ....... it was me that nearly had the heart attack due to extreme heat.


  • falling off a cliff on the road to Paradise......FAILED........ people with selfie sticks would have heard the screams

the road to Paradise
Nice place to die though.


everybody loves a selfie

  • death by helicopter ride over the mountains.............FAILED

  • death by great white shark.......... not attempted, but a fairly gruesome way to go. And what if he was only maimed?

shark cage divers



death by sand fly attack...........quite possible..........probably both of us........which is not the point....

death by chocolate..... not allowed.....




So we carried on with our adventures and it seems to be the wildlife that is taking most of our attention right now.

We have found albatrosses at Doubtful Sound and Stewart Island




albatross

Seagulls of the friendly variety




Crayfish of the most delicious kind;


lunch



lunch


A stray octopus;

not lunch



octopus


Blue cod;

dinner



blue cod


OH wants you to know that he caught 5 fish..........they were used as bait...... pacific perch not considered fit for lunch or dinner


bait for fishing


he is now complaining that you can't see his fish properly..........


So here he is....



OH caught a fish




And most exciting of all we had a baby dolphin along with many others, also on Doubtful Sound, swimming alongside our boat.




everybody say 'ahhhhhhh"


baby dolphin



and for the grand finale



THE NEW ZEALAND KIWI!


kiwi on Ulva Island


rarely seen in daylight, or even at all.


OH nearly tripped over it on Ulva Island having been out for 3 hours in the dark the night before on a guided 'find the kiwi at great expense' tour and come back with a photo in which there may have been a kiwi, but neither you nor I could really tell.


We have a few days left of exploring this paradise together, and then it will be back to work and there will be time for a different kind of photography.....the kind where I am allowed to stand in one place for more than 2 minutes before the next hill or mountain has to be climbed.


Monday, 21 December 2015

Everything is coming up roses...... Christmas in Gore

this is Gore


Here I am, in paradise.

Well not really Paradise; I went there last weekend, and it was. Paradise is near Queenstown, in LOTR country.

I am in Gore , Southland , New Zealand South island. A small town surrounded by spectacular options for landscape photography.




Dairy farming country.

Where cows are plentiful, along with green grass and plenty of rain.

cows in a meadow


Where the roads are quiet and wide, and I can walk to work.



my daily commute


Tractors are a popular mode of transport.


on the road


And bulldozers are handy for tidying the garden.






The local hills are gentle and rolling


sundown


And the gardens are full of roses



Christmas roses




Roses filled compost heap


As you can see I could wax lyrical for some time.

But it is Christmas ......

and I have work to do.

My other half (OH) and youngest child are arriving on Christmas Day for a holiday.

And obviously Christmas dinner is first and foremost on OH's mind.


Hams and salads, strawberries and pavlova are the local favourites for the Christmas feast.

But we are ENGLISH

and must do things properly.

I mentioned to OH that I couldn't find a turkey, and that maybe a chicken would do.

SILLY ME

Of course it wouldn't do.

I mentioned that I couldn't find Christmas pudding either, and immediately OH volunteered to bring one, having only the day before muttered about  the extra weight of carrying a lens filter that I needed and asked him to add to his luggage......

PRIORITIES PLEASE

Food first.

I was getting worried.

But then I struck lucky.

I found the ENGLISH section in the local supermarket

English foods in New World Supermarket

Well never has a photo that I posted in Facebook engendered so much discussion and amusement.

I shall stop posting landscapes and post pictures of food instead....

Sandwich spread; 'sick in a jar'

tinned haggis; ' yum yum' ( ironic of course)

Branston pickle; sold out.........

Creamy Reeses? what on earth is that. certainly not ENGLISH

It was suggested that most of these foods were last normal fare in England when ration books were still available.

So we could feast on a tinned steak pie and some Birds custard......

Or I could cook a real meal, which I will endeavour to do ...........and not a chicken in sight.

Plus a flaming pudding along with brandy butter AND brandy sauce. Just like we always do.......


Epic beer

All washed down with some Epic Armageddon beer, and some local wine.


Followed by a walk in the park to see the local reindeer and the Christmas sheep.



Gore's very own stag

Gore's Christmas sheep


Happy Christmas everyone!



I'm off to Paradise.




Paradise, New Zealand

sheep in Paradise



Wednesday, 23 April 2014

monologue of a lone hiker in Paradise

birches © caroline fraser 2014

Easter in Glenorchy.

Autumn colours in full force.





En route to Paradise via the River Jordan……..





The river Jordan was small enough to drive through even without a 4x4, which was fortunate as I really wanted to get to Paradise.

Having seen Top of the Lake last year , directed by Jane Campion, I have yearned to reach this particular destination to see if it really is the home of drug dealing, heavily tattooed bad, child abusing people.

And just to say that I have been there.

Tick.



the River Jordan


The sun came out as I drove through and on to the end of the road.

Lord of the Rings country too, but I don't watch or read that, so I can't tell you which quest, battle, or volume of the novels I was heading towards. I am not enamoured with fantasy quests.


the road from Paradise


I got to the end of the road, finally stumped by a larger ford and my low slung Datsun.


I did some tourist attractions ( sheep, river, lake), and walked through a forest and communed with a robin and some moss.


sheep on the wrong side of the fence wishing he was on the right side……….





small trees

big trees

mosses

new zealand robin


And I felt very safe.

No baddies.  Just Japanese tourists asking me what they might see down the road in terms of 'big attractions' - I was tempted to say 'trees and sheep and mountains' - but I was polite and informed them that there were no specific 'big attractions', just more of the same, which in my view was a pretty massive attraction.



SO WHAT WENT WRONG THE NEXT DAY?


It started at Moke Lake ( where Top of the Lake was really filmed, near Queenstown, not Paradise….)


same view, different van


Last time I visited I walked around the lake with a  random stranger that I met who happened to be a German psychotherapist called Ulrika. I set off to do the same again, but a little voice started nagging in my head………

you've done that before

it's quite a long walk, and you need to get back to Gore before it gets dark…..

why don't you explore the other path into the mountains?

good plan. it's on a dirt track so I can't get lost.




into the mountains

remember last time you joked with Ulrika about the 10 things you should carry when out in the mountains, and how you never had most of them?

I seem to remember we only had food and water, but felt significantly better equipped clothes-wise than the two lovely young girls wearing bikinis……

So can you remember what the 10 things are?

mmmmm. lets see


  1. water          got that
  2. food……..  no; but I have just had lunch. I left my emergency snack in the car. I now have two bags of emergency snacks in the car.
  3. matches…. no. I did see some in the supermarket for $3, and decided not to buy as everywhere I go it says 'no fires'...
  4. torch……. got that …. but why did I buy such a heavy one?
  5. sunscreen and sunglasses……. yes, and I am wearing a cap… and is it really true that computers give out UV light that causes cataracts as suggested in a cinema ad? Should I wear sunglasses when working on my laptop? Is that why Victoria Beckham always wears shades even when indoors?
  6. map………no……….I can't get lost if I stay on the track…
  7. compass………not much use without a map…..
  8. knife…..what would I do with that? anyway, I have a fear of knives. Too many family traumas based around knives.
  9. extra clothes…….. got my merino vest in my rucksack; just might be a bit cold taking everything off in order to put it on.
  10. first aid kit……are you serious; there is nothing useful in a first aid kit; did you think a tube of Savlon will help if I have a heart attack? or a sticking plaster for a broken leg? Remember when you were at Camber Sands and a boy emerged from the sea dripping with blood. You asked the beach patrol for a first aid kit and there was absolutely nothing in it that would be useful for stopping bleeding. A hanky from my pocket did the job.

So you did register your intentions with someone, so they will know where to look for you when you don't turn up at work on Tuesday?

Well no, not really; I changed my mind after I set off this morning, and so no one has the faintest idea where I am.  And my mobile phone doesn't work here, so that's not really very good at all. So I'll have to be very careful not to fall over, stray from the path or have a heart attack.

I have wondered about getting a personal locator beacon, but it seems a bit over the top for the walks that I do on my own. 

But remember the story the guide told you recently about the girl who went slightly off piste on the Milford track and nearly died after 3 days in the cold, lost in the bush ….

yes , I do 

and still I like to live a little dangerously

'little' being the operative word here.

If I have to die in the bush, then so be it. At least I will die in a nice place.

Anyway, I am only going for a little explore, and so lets enjoy the scenery and stop thinking about how irresponsible I am being.


I started from the three poplar trees and headed up river……..


What about the other day when you were up at the gold mine?

What about it?

Well you could have been clubbed to death by the dodgy looking  man carrying a pick axe.

Indeed I could. But instead I was really brave and passed the time of day with his mate, who told me they were 'mineral collectors'. Why they needed to go up the mountain under cover of darkness remains a mystery; I was hurrying back down before it got dark. And I had my torch.

You never know who you might meet, all alone in the middle of nowhere.

I know. But if I let that worry me I would never go anywhere. All the same, I would be enjoying this walk much more if OH was here to protect me.

So how far up this road are you going to go then?

Well I'd like to see what's around the corner, even if I don't make it to Arthur's Point.






It's not the most beautiful view of the weekend, but I've started so I'll finish . I need the exercise after 4 weeks of sitting on a couch nursing a sprained ankle.





Well you needn't have worried about nobody finding you, there are horses using this track. Presumably with riders.

That's good.

But if you are going to worry, you might as well add rock falls to the list.

One of those could do you in. Remember a lady died a few weeks ago when a rock fell on her car somewhere in New Zealand.





Well I'll just have to walk quickly under this bit then.


And how long is it going take you to realise that it's not just horses that use this road?






Ah. Cows. Not again. I've already had to abandon a lovely walk down to the Dart River due to the small matter of a very large bull between me and the river.


Now I am worried.

This is a narrow road.

If I meet a bull or even a group of cows around the next bend where would I go?

Up is a steep unstable rock face.

Down is a steep fall into the river.

Can cows climb up rocks?





I haven't seen any cows. Where are they. How fresh is this dung? 

A day old possibly, as it is slightly dry. That's good then. 


You are being really silly now. The cows are way down the hill in the old goldmine area.

See!





Phew. That's a relief. Now I can get on with my walk and relax.


**********


But what if there are more cows around the corner?

All this worry might give me a heart attack, and I haven't seen anyone around since I set off.

Can't you see there are two people over there?





So there are. And the cows will get them first, for sure.

But what are they doing coming down out of the bush?

What are they carrying?

GUNS!

A man was killed last week accidentally while out hunting by another hunting party that didn't see him.

What if they don't see me, but see a deer up here………..

Should I shine my torch at them?

Calm down. They are on their way home, and so are you.

Go back to the lake and feed the ducks.

You are not fit to be let out on your own.

Go and eat your snack and next time you go out, follow the advice that you have been studiously ignoring. 

Serves you right if you didn't enjoy yourself.



ducks at Moke Lake


shot with my camera. no guns involved.

P.S. In case you are concerned for my irresponsible nature, if I had been going for a proper hike I would, of course, have had all 10 items on the list. Or preferably gone with someone else who did.



Here are some useful links for sensible people.

The ten essentials a video to remind me lest I forget.

Plan and prepare - the outdoor safety code from the Dept of Conservation , New Zealand.

how I like to see cows - headed home for milking