On the way to the springs, there was such
amazing scenery!NEW ZEALAND 2
GREAT BARRIER ISLAND END OF DAY 1 AND ALL OF DAY 2
We left the beach and headed for the hot springs inland some ways past the town of Claris.
On the way to the springs, there was such
amazing scenery!
Let's just say that this is the only
picture from the Hot Springs that is fit for the web. :0
Sunset after a glorious day. But
sunrise tops it.
To all of you business people sick of
your job and caught up in the work-a-day world (reference philosopher Joseph Peiper for a
definition), I woke up, unzipped the tent, and this is what I saw. IN MID
WINTER. How was rush hour?
On the ride back from the East coast of the
island, we crossed "Needle Rocks." From this point we could see almost 360
degrees, sheer cliffs on three sides, and such an amazing view. A good spot for a
windy lunch.
Soon after this, we descended to the road and rode back to the Harbour in Tryphena to catch the ferry back to Auckland. What a weekend.
We only shop the brand names.
Marc up on Bastion Point at sunset after
doing a little homework and taking a little nap. 29th of July, 1999.
DON'T FEED THE COWS!!! (Went to Bethell's
Beach in the Waitakere's, and we almost hit this little lady on the way to the beach).
This was the 31st of July, 1999.
Marc in a cave - though the picture doesn't
show it, a wave is about to fill up the cave knee deep with a nice rip making waking much
more treacherous. Without the flash, the cave is not nearly this lit up.
Bethell's beach, not to shabby, eh?
Here's a flash shot of Alex hanging from a
random wire we found suspended above his certain death. The next shot puts it in
more perspective - there is a hole in the rock behind him, and when waves hit, they crash
through the hole. If Alex were to have fallen, a 20 foot drop and rock waters below
with all sorts of strange currents would have finished him off.
A different perspective. He went out on
the wire twice - one picture wasn't enough.
Alex strikes a pose.
Kung-Foo Shadow Art by Alex Polamero and Marc
Rosenkoetter.
Sunset that evening, which made riding our
bikes back a little more difficult in the dark - I dropped my torch in the water in one of
the caves, so we had no light to use for navigation, but staying for sunset was well worth
it.
