a brand new day
So lovely to spend time with family. I was impressed with the way they always managed to walk the dogs, even when their days at work had been long and arduous – although I’m not sure if I enjoyed that first sprint down the hill and up the bank in the dark… And the views were amazing. Far too many to post quickly.
In the beautiful Bay of Plenty
Traveling home over the Tongariro Crossing we pulled off to the site of Lake Rotoaira and Motuopuhi Island. I was struck by the number of fantails flitting through the bush, and the tragic tale of this Island – once the site of a Pa of the chief Wharerangi, who reluctantly protected Ngāti Toa leader Te Rauparaha. Te Rangikoaea, the wife of Wharerangi, stood over the kūmara (sweet potato) pit where Te Rauparaha was hiding, thus ritually shielding him from those using spiritual means to find him. The incident became the basis for Te Rauparaha’s famed ‘Ka mate’ haka. Motuopuhi was formerly a peninsula, which became an island when the lake level was raised by the Tongariro power scheme. There was an horrific slaughter here in the 1820’s, and if you would like to read more of the history visit http://nzetc.victoria.ac.nz/tm/scholarly/tei-Pom01Lege-t1-body2-d29.html
only piwakawaka remain
The mountain in the background is Tongariro.
Driving to our grandson’s wedding, we fled up the country as the roads were closed behind us by snow, slips and ice. A day later and we wouldn’t have made it. The storm hit with a vengeance the following day, and we wondered how it would be for the wedding. About an hour or so before the ceremony there was a rainbow, and by the time we gathered the rain had stopped.
Coming home the sky was clear and blue, and the roads opened ahead of us. The mountains were beautiful in the sun. So blessed.
Ngauruhoe, Tongariro and Ruapehu are the volcanoes of the Central Plateau, beloved in Maori legend.