14.12.2008 - 17.12.2008 17 °C
The Ferry took us to the North Island, via Picton, a village with a picturest harbour surrounded by the mountains. Beautifull.
However, our first day on the North Island turned out to be less beautifull...our campervan went boom boom no zoom...broke down in a small town a couple of hours from Wellington, on the motorway blocking one lane out of two. People were so nice to tell us that we couldn't park there. Like we had a choice!
Five hours later we were back on the road, with a new campervan. A little behind schedule, we put our foot down so we could reach Lake Taupo before night fall.
Rafting - Grade V
The next day we got picked up by a hyper-active hippie with dreads. He spoke around 45 minutes non-stop before getting to the rafting location. He made me nervous! Was this nutter going to guide us down the river? I HOPE NOT!!
After a quick safety chat and a handout of the equipment we head off to the river. Before getting on the boat we did a Maori prayer so that our broken bones and our lifeless souls would go to a safe place in case something would happen. You should know that a Grade V river is the most difficult rafting possible. This river consists of three waterfalls, two of two meters and one of seven. Hence, the prayer.
After surviving the rafting experience, we decided to learn a little bit more about the Maori culture and the famous Haka. A Haka is a war dance, made famous by the New Zealand rugby players before starting a game.
Our trip in New Zealand was definitely too short! Although the weather is similar to Belgium, it's a beautifull country. We know that we will want to come back as spend a lot more time here.