Montgomerie Links – Hoi An, Vietnam

For the past month we have been enjoying the heat of Vietnam and the spoils of the Montgomerie Links Golf Course.  The course was designed by eight-time European Order of Merit winner and 2010 Ryder Cup-winning captain, Colin Montgomerie.  It is a visually appealing course and is always in mint condition thanks to the many green keeping and gardeing staff the course employs.

The course is located in Central Vietnam halfway between Danang (Vietnam’s third bigest city) and Hoi An.  We had played here back in 2011 and really enjoyed the area.  They were building the accomodation villas back then and we talked about coming back and staying one day.

They have a great practice facility including a 30 bay covered driving range, chipping and bunker practice area as well as a putting green.  We have made good use of the facilities : )  We have been playing Monday, Wednesday and Friday and practising on the other days.  I am also pleased to report that the golf has improved – one would hope so with all that play and practice!

Due to the heat we normally tee off before breakfast at about 6.20am.  It can still be 27 degrees at this hour of the day but fortunately there is always a sea breeze offering some repreive.  You have to have a Caddy so there is no pushing your trundler involved or raking of bunkers – it’s a tough life I know!  The Caddy’s are very well trained and give good advice on yardage and are very good at reading your putts.  They are very sweet and like to converse in English with us in order to improve their own English.  We are also learning some Vietnamese words which always give them a giggle.    

   

 The Driving Range

 The Clubhouse

 

 
 
     

      

 

 The Gun Bunker next to the 7th tee block – a remnant of the Vietnam War
  

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The Wet Rice Farmer – HoiAn, Vietnam

It’s my birthday and I’ll ride if I want to, I’ll ride if I want to!  A water buffalo that is : )  The water buffalo is referred to as the BMW of Vietnam so it was only fitting really.

We had looked at a few tours and settled on Jack Tran’s Wet Rice Farmer Tour – Janine, Rod, Zoe and Hunter treated me for my birthday.  Last year swimming in Lake Lucerne and enjoying fantastic Swiss hospitality, this year learning about rice and riding a water buffalo with more good friends – how lucky am I!

The tour started in Hoi An where we were fitted to our bicycles.  We were soon on the little lanes behind the town and into the rice paddy fields.  It is very picturesque and it was good to be riding a bike again.  The weather was perfect – about 29 degrees with cloud cover and a gentle breeze.  Our guide Lilli was great fun – she was defying all the odds in Vietnam – she was 24 and still single.  Her mother had taken her to see the Witch the day before to see why she wasn’t married and pregnant!  24 appears to be the cut off – if you’re not married and pregnant by this stage in your life you are bringing shame on your family.  Lilli said she loves her job, enjoys improving her English by conversing with the tourists and is learning there is a whole wide world out there that one day she hopes to see.  We were of course encouraging her : )  

   

 The first stop on our leisurely cycle was a duck farm. Eight million households (about 36% of all households) in Vietnam keep poultry – 65% of households keep chicken in small numbers (less than 200 heads per year), 25% of households keep ducks in small numbers (less than 200 heads per year) and 10 to 15% of chicken comes from commercial operations with a herd size of 200 to 500.  0.1% are integrated industrial farms with herd sizes of bewteen 2,000 and 30,000 chicken heads – these operations are normally integrated with foreign feed companies.  Ducks are much cheaper to buy than chickens.  A chicken in Vietnam is a high-value asset. Keep it laying eggs for you as long as possible. When guests come over or when you want a special meal, serve a whole chicken.     Lilli explained that most of the rice paddy fields in Hoi An are family plots where the rice is grown purely for the family’s consumption.  Each family has a plot of about 500 square metres – you can see the divisions between plots where there is no rice growing.  There are two harvests per annum – January to April and then May to September.  October to December is the wet season so no rice is grown then.  If the families sold the rice they would get about USD143 (NZD217) per harvest – USD286 (NZD434) per annum.  Not a great deal of money for eight months work, hence why it is mainly used to feed the family.  The tourism industry in Vietnam has now allowed work outside the home so this money is used to pay for other necessities as well as education for the children beyond primary school.

We were going to visit a wet rice farmer who was going to show us the traditional methods of wet rice farming from preparing the field to sowing the seed and then harvesting the rice.  The traditional harvesting methods are not widely used anymore so we stopped off at a rice factory to see how machinery is now used.  They had three machines – the first one separated the rice grain from the husk – this husk is then used for cooking fires.  The next machine removed the finer husk remnants which are used in chicken food while the final machine cleaned the rice.  The finished rice was then put into sacks and marked with the families name.  The families pay the factory to carry out this process.     


  

 We arrived at the farmers home and parked our bikes.  There was a kindergarten or daycare on the premises too with all these little tots inside singing and playing.  They were quite fascinated by us and some came to the windows to look and converse.  They were so cute – a lot of them stayed on their little chairs chatting and smiling away – they seemed remarkably well behaved!  Apparently most of them are dropped off about 7.30am and picked up at 5pm six or seven days a week.  They are given two meals a day and they have an afternoon sleep.  This service costs the parents USD25 (NZD38) per month but given the average wage is USD150 (NZD228) per month this still represents a large percentage of their wages – 17%. 

 
 
 After much gooing and gaaing it was time to get to work.  We donned our farmer clothes and traditional hats took some photos and choose who was going to ride Se (pronounced Say) the water buffalo first.  Janine was first up followed by Zoe and Hunter in unison – they were figuring there was safety in numbers.  Then it was my turn – it was a strange sensation and I was concerned that I would end up in the brown stuff!  Rod took to riding the buffalo like a duck to water – he looked like he was going rodeo riding. 

 
 
  


 The rotary hoe was then hooked up and we had turns leading Se and guiding the hoe from behind.  We all braved squishing and squelching through the mud.  After a rice harvest the soil is very acidic so turning it over allows all the good stuff to come to the top.  Ploughing a plot of 500 square metres would normally take two to three days.  The field is then raked – we stood on top of the rake and held onto Se’s tail as he pulled us around – water skiing buffalo style.  Standing on the rake provides weight and allows it to get traction.  The next step is to  remove the water from the field – there was a little plot set aside where we could practice the traditional method which consisted of two people on either side of a bamboo bucket with ropes attached.  You use the top and bottom ropes to maneuverer the bucket.  No need for the gym here – this is a good workout in itself. 

   

  


 Once the water is removed you scatter the rice seeds evenly over the plot.  Once the seeds start growing water is added to the field, hence the name wet rice farming.  To get maximum yields the rice is usually started in special seed beds and then transplanted by hand to the flooded fields when the seedlings are strong enough.  After about a month the plants are then thinned out with the plants removed being replanted in new rows.  After another couple of months the rice is ready for harvesting. The standing water in a rice paddy field prevents weed growth and the algae which grows on the water provides fertiliser in the form of nitrogen and oxygen.  This plus the addition of animal manure keeps the ground fertile year after year.  Rice paddy fields are a major source of methane.  After harvesting, the rice must be dried before being pounded to separate the rice grain from the husk, or the rice bran.  Traditionally rice was pounded by hand and retained more protein and fat which made it more nutritious.  Now rice is more often milled at a rice mill but is less nutritious. 

As mentioned above most of the rice grown in Hoi An is for consumption by the family.  Vietnam is one of world’s richest agricultural regions and is the second-largest (after Thailand) exporter worldwide and the world’s seventh-largest consumer of rice.  The Mekong Delta is the heart of the rice producing region of the country where water, boats, houses and markets coexist to produce a generous harvest of rice.  Vietnam’s land area of 33 million hectares has three ecosystems that dictate rice culture. These are the southern delta (with its Mekong Delta dominating rice coverage), the northern delta (the tropical monsoon area with cold winters) and the highlands of the north (with upland rice varieties).  The most prominent irrigated rice system is the Mekong Delta.   Rice is a staple of the national diet and is seen as a “gift from God”.

After all our farming activities we had a go at pounding the rice and then separating the rice grains from the husks – definitley not as easy as the farmer made it look!  We then ground some rice into rice milk using a traditional grinder.  We were all getting a bit peckish now so next up we made some traditional pancakes with rice milk.  It was then time for lunch – there was so much food that we couldn’t eat it all.  To top it off Lilli had secretly organised a birthday cake for me – it was quite a work of art.  Very spoilt indeed. 

 
 
  


  

 After thoroughly enjoying the hospitality afforded us by Lilli and the farmer and his family it was back to Hoi An.  It had been a great morning.

When we arrived back at our apartment the staff here had also organised some flowers and another birthday cake – Steve was of course trying to take credit for it but no one was beleiving him.  My birthday was topped off at a local restaurant called The Purple Lantern – friends had recommended it and after a little bit of wandering around near An Bang beach we eventually found it.  Another memorable birthday : ) 

 

Jack Tran’s Eco Tours

JackTran’s EcoTours (Hoi An Eco-tour) is a local Vietnamese fishing family-run business that shows travellers about the Vietnamese people – how they live, work and eat.  The owner and Managing Director is Mr. Tran Van Khoa, born in 1978, known as Jack Tran.

Jack Tran founded JackTran’s EcoTours (Hoi An Eco-tour) in 2005 with the vision of creating a sustainable business that would preserve and promote both our environment and our social and cultural values.  They specialize in organizing and hosting eco-tours in and around Hoi An.  They do this by engaging local Vietnamese people who: provide knowledgeable commentary; demonstrate traditional fishing and faming techniques; and then provide our guests with the opportunity for some hands-on experiences. 

  

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Vy’s Market Restaurant – a Vietnamese Cooking Experience – HoiAn, Vietnam

On Wednesday the 15th July Rod, Janine, Zoe and I did a Vietnamese cooking class.  I had done a similar one when we were last in Vietnam in 2011 so I knew we were in for a treat.  We had chosen to do Ms Vy’s Taste Vietnam Cooking Class which was the same organisation I used last time but it was then under the Morning Glory banner and held above the Morning Glory restaurant.  Ms Vy is famous in Hoi An as she opened the first restaurant here in 1992 called Mermaids which is still operating today.  She added Morning Glory and Cargo to her portfolio and now has Vy’s Market Restaurant which is a purpose built cooking school.  The bottom floor showcases lots of street food and specialities with the cooking school occupying the next two floors.

As with all of Ms Vy’s culinary ventures the key purpose of Vy’s Market Restaurant is to give customers a sensory food experience unlike any other. In Vietnam, a town’s market represents not just a place of commerce, but a meeting point for catching up, gossiping and, of course, eating – it is at the pulse of all community activity.

With Vy’s Market Restaurant in Hoi An, Ms Vy has captured the essence of a traditional Vietnamese market by offering a wide choice of street foods and specialties to visitors but in a space where they can feel comfortable to enjoy them. Guests get an up close view of how their favourite Vietnamese foods are made – from individual ingredients to the final meal. Whether it be watching how rice noodles are formed, peanuts are traditionally roasted, or bearing witness to a suckling pig being cooked over a charcoal grill, there is much to see, learn and taste.

In her own words, Ms Vy has explained: “My idea was to provide an interactive experience where customers could gain a better understanding of the cooking culture in Vietnam. Everything here is made fresh to order – just like in the actual real market – except here our guests can really see how the ingredients and dishes are prepared. We explain to customers about why we use certain techniques or combine certain ingredients together to create the unique flavours of a dish; giving them an invaluable Vietnamese food experience that they really couldn’t have elsewhere.”

Her latest restaurant venture also emulates her own story – Ms Vy honed many of her cooking skills and business expertise as a child in the local market, learning from the other veteran vendors. Many of her peers as a child jokingly referred to the central Hoi An market as ‘Vy’s market’ because of her daily presence there.  Later, as a young adult, she made history by becoming the first restaurateur to cater to foreign tourists in Hoi An and the town’s first ever teaching chef.  It is therefore only fitting that her latest venue pays homage to this important part of her childhood history in its name – The Market Restaurant – whilst also emulating her famous cooking classes by providing a space that is truly conducive to the interactive nature of the Vietnamese cooking experience.

We met at the Market Restaurant before walking down to the water to catch a boat to Hoi An’s central market.  It is a busy place that engages all the senses – sight, sound, smell and taste.  Vendors with similar produce are usually found together and although there is a lot of banter there is also a sense of competitiveness as they vy for the consumer dollar.  As tourists we were taking photos which some of the older woman took offence at.  We asked our guide why that was and he just said that sometimes they are just having a bad day : )

   
    
    
    
   
We spent about an hour at the market with our guide explaining all the different types of food we were seeing.  We then stopped at one of the fruit vendors to enjoy some Mangosteen which is so yummy.  It is purpoted to have compounds with antioxidant, anti-bacterial, anti-fungal, and anti-tumor activity. It also appears to have anti-histamine and anti-inflammatory properties.

  
  It was then back on the boat to Vy’s Market Restaurant where we did a tour around all the stalls learning more about Vietnamese street food and specialities with lots of samples being devoured.  I can’t get enough of this food!  There is a weird and wonderful section which included silkworm salad – Rod was brave enough to try that and said it wasn’t too bad.  I thought I was pushing the boundaries trying pigs ear and snails.  The pigs ear was very chewy.  I didn’t quite have the right technique to suck the snail flesh out of the shell – they were very small.  The flavours on the outside were good though. 

 
   

  




 We also learnt about the Workers Food and the rationing proces that happened post World War II.  This was detailed on an information board in the Market Restaurant:

Government Rationing 1945 to 1990

The worst and most limiting times were towards the end and after World War II all the way to 1985.  We would receive coupons for the below items and family members would go to ‘special coupon offices’ to receive these and sign for the rations which had to last for a month.  These formed the basis of our nutrition.

5kg rice / cassava / sweet potatoes or a combination / all dried

100gm pork for special treats like holidays etc…

1L vegetable oil

500gm sugar

400g MSG powder

2L gas (every second or third month)

If anything else was needed, families would typically grow these (livestock / vegetables / herbs) and then barter or sell these between families for additional services or goods.  This is one of the big reasons that gardens are found so easily amongst the houses even in the more settled areas; people would grow what they could for extra nutrition / currency.  This trend has remained even if now mostly used for personal use.

The biggest treat was when Russia sent wheat flour (dried and usually mouldy from the trip) but Mums would keep this for special occassions.  Eateries (back then they were just places for poeple to eat out of necessity and thus not called restaurants) would even have small holes in the spoons to avoid people taking them home.

One of the biggest treats was ‘Pho’ but there was very little beef available so it was commonly referred to as the ‘soup without a pilot or noodle broth without meat’.

MSG was introduced to flavour dishes on the cheap as there were very little herbs and other spices available.  Only now are restaurants returning to using fresh herbs and spices and MSG is becoming less prevelant.

When someone seemed unhappy , people would jokingly ask ‘did you lose your rice book’?  Referring to the very valuable coupon book.

While the above was hard for the Vietnamese people , it also gave us the power and immense pride to succeed and find other ways to improve our lives.  This carries on to this day.

It was now time for us to start the cooking class.  Our teacher was Hong who was such a sweetie and a very good communicator.  First up was the Cabbage leaf parcels with shrimp mousse in broth.  I am not a huge seafood fan but I have actually been eating a lot of shrimp here as it is so well flavoured in the various dishes.       

 Next up is one of my favorite foods in Hoi An although now I know how much oil is used to cook them I have restricted my intake : (  Banh Xeo or Crispy Pancakes are so delicious.  The base of them is made from rice milk and blended mung beans that have been soaked overnight, coconut cream, tumeric, pork, shrimp and bean sprouts.  You cook them until they are crispy on the bottom and soft on the upper side.  You then put mixed herbs, green banana slices and star fruit slices inside and roll up with rice paper and eat.  The green banana slices and the star fruit provide the sweet and the sour or the yin and the yang which is very important in Vietnamese cuisine.  Heaven : )

  
   

For the main course we made BBQ chicken and lime leaves – we prepared the marinade which consisted of tumeric, lemongrass, salt, sugar, pepper, five spice, lime leaves, garlic, shallots, chilli flakes, sesame oil and fish sauce.  While the meat was marinating we prepared the salad which was to accompany the chicken – a green mango salad which consists of green mango, onion, vietnamese mint, sesame seeds and fried shallots.  The contrast between the sweet and the sour is again very prevalent but works so well.

The chicken had been taken away to be grilled over an open flame.  We were reunited with our chicken in the dining room and along with our green mango salad lunch was served.  It was so good!  To top it all off we were given lemongrass flavoured icecream for dessert : )  Foodie heaven.  

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Escape to Warmer Climes

As much as the SUNGRL loves NZ the SUNGRL does not love NZ winters!  The warm climes and golf courses in Asia beckoned so on Friday the 10th July we departed Napier for Auckland and then Auckland for Singapore.  From Singapore we had a direct flight booked to DaNang in central Vietnam.

 
The ash cloud hanging over Indonesia as a result of Mount Raung erupting on the 2nd July had other ideas for our travel plans though.  Mount Raung had sent ash and debris 2,000 meters into the air meaning flights were cancelled or re routed.  Thankfully we were re routed but that added two hours to our travel time to Singapore meaning we missed our direct connection.

The Air NZ staff on our flight were fantastic in terms of working through connecting passengers options and by the end of our twelve hour flight we had been handed a slip of paper with our new flights.  Unfortunately things didn’t run quite so smoothly once we were airside in Singapore.  After wasting 20 minutes at the wrong transfer desk we were sent to another transfer desk where there were a lot of people trying to sort their new connections.  The speed at which the staff were dealing with individual cases meant we were not likely to make our new flight.  We got moved to the front of the queue due to the looming flight time only to discover that there wasn’t actually room on the flight that had been organised for us.

Our new options were waiting for the next direct flight to DaNang which was some 28 hours later or switching to Vietnam Air and flying through Ho Chi Min – this was our preferred option.  At least we would arrive on the day we were supposed to.  The next problem was that there was no one on the transfer desk that could authorise a change in airline.  We had to wait an hour for someone in authority to come and give the nod to the transfer staff. In the meantime we were given a food voucher for Burger King – happy, happy, joy, joy – NOT!  A trip to the butterfly sanctuary at Singapore Airport provided a nice distraction though.

 
During all this waiting we met some nice people who were in similar positions so stories were shared.  We were fairly relaxed given the fact that we were coming over to Asia for a couple of months but for those travellers who were on tight schedules or had pressing family emergencies it wasn’t much fun.  Unfortunately Air NZ got a bit of a bad rap as it appeared the air stewards had organised our alternative arrangements but some of the flights didn’t have capacity and then the staff on the transfer desks had no authority to offer alternatives.  As much as I love Air NZ I will be writing to them to offer some suggestions for better handling of these unfortunate incidents in the future.

Our next concern of course was our luggage – it had been tagged all the way through to DaNang on Air NZ and then Silk Air.  We were now on Vietnam Air going through Ho Chi Min City.  The transfer staff assured us that our bags would be re tagged and put on our flight.

As we were entering Vietnam in Ho Chi Min City we had to get our Visas and clear customs there.  This process was fairly smooth given we had pre approval and had completed all the correct documentation.  We went to the baggage belt and what do you know – no bags!  Off to Lost and Found and a trace on our bag tags confirmed the bags were still in Singapore – fantastic!  They said they would put the bags on the next flight to Ho Chi Min City and then send them onto DaNang that evening or early the next morning.  That was better than nothing so we walked over to the domestic terminal to catch our flight to DaNang.

We arrived into DaNang at 7.30pm – our original arrival time had been 9.40am.  Another trip to Lost and Found at DaNang to tell them to expect our bags and to send them onto where we were staying.  No bags arrived that night so a phone call Sunday morning found the bags were still in Singapore but would arrive in Danang Sunday afternoon.  By this stage we had got the reception staff here involved so they could call Lost and Found and speak the lingo.  A few more phone calls Sunday afternoon and lots of conflicting information and Sunday night rolled round – still no bags.  We had now been wearing the same clothes for 48 hours – remembering we left NZ and the temperature was 8 degrees – we were now enduring temperatures of 36 degrees.  Thank goodness I put a singlet on under all my layers when we left NZ.  I didn’t have an answer for the tracksuit pants though.  Thank goodness for air conditioning and the ability to at least have a shower.

Monday morning arrived as did some good news – our bags were now in DaNang and were enroute to our apartment.  All’s well that ends well.  As the saying goes in The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel movie – it will be alright in the end and if it is not alright it is not the end : )

PS – we love our digs at the Montgomerie Links Villas – our home for the next two months.

   

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The Great Lake Trail – A Taster – Taupo, New Zealand

When we did The Timber Trail ride back in February, Ted from Tread Routes said we may also like The Great Lake Trail near Taupo.  I had the opportunity to ride the first 20km last Friday and Kinloch turned on a stunner.  We met Sheree & Matthew in Taupo on the Thursday night and had a lovely meal at The Brantry.  After a hearty breakfast in Taupo on Friday morning Steve headed for the golf course at Wairakei and Sheree, Matthew & I went to Kinloch to meet Ted.  Ted was providing the bikes and a shuttle from Kinloch to the start of the trail at Orakau.

We were going to ride two parts (links) of the trail – Orakau to Kawakawa (9.8km) and Kawakawa to Kinloch or the K2K link (9.2km).  There had been a bit of rain so the track was quite wet to start with and there were a few trees across the track which we had to manhandle.  We also came across some very large hoof prints in the track which also made the riding fun.  It wasn’t long before we discovered who the hoof prints belonged to – some large black beefies who took off at a rate of knots into the bush when we came along.  Just prior to that Sheree had managed a spectacular dismount – luckily there was no harm done 🙂  The trail follows the Orakau Stream and Harakeke (flax) wetland and regenerating native bush down to Kawakawa Bay on the edge of Lake Taupo.  This part of the trail is generally downhill and offers stunning views across the lake to the volcanoes of Tongariro National Park. 



 
  



 After admiring the crystal clear waters at Kawakawa Bay it was back on the bikes for a climb through native bush to the Te Kauwae Headland.  The views from the high point across the lake and up to the Western Bays were spectacular.  We were so lucky to have a clear day so we could enjoy the views.  The trail then descends towards Kinloch with the last part of this section along the lake edge.  We encountered some mountain bikers coming the other way as we got closer to Kinloch. 

 




 


Ted had told us that the General Store at Kinloch did good coffee and food so after locking the bikes up we made our way to there.  Ted was right – the food was good – the things you would find at a Takeaways.  I had a Vege Burger and Kumara Chips – soul food after a jaunt through the bush on a bike : )

The 20km introduction to the Great Lake Trail has certainly inspired me to do the entire trail in the future.

The 71km Great Lake Trail is a grade 3 trail composed of six links (trails) which can be broken down into three sections. On the western side of Lake Taupo is a 30 km section (Waihora & Waihaha links) and on the northern side is a further 41 km of track in two sections (Orakau & K2K links and the W2K & Headland links). The shelter on the Kinloch Domain has a large map and can be the starting point for W2K (Whakaipo to Kinloch) and K2K (Kinlock to Kawakawa) tracks. There is no link between the end of the Waihora link (Kotukutuku Stream in Waihora Bay) and Orakau or K2K links. A boat transfer is required to get between these areas or back to Kinloch. The Great Lake Trail is a two way trail but for the best riding or walking experience, ride or walk in a west to east direction. Cycle the whole track in two or three days or break it up and choose the sections/links you want to enjoy.  The trail can be used year round as the free draining pumice soil surface means that even in wet weather there is little or no mud.
For more information check out http://www.treadroutes.co.nz/great-lake-trail.html

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Fiji

We spent a wonderful, relaxing week in Fiji in the last week of April.  It is called the Land of Smiles because the Fijian people are so friendly and constantly smiling : )

We were lucky enough to be invited over for a friend’s 40th birthday party.  Tim had hired Cloud 9 which is floating pontoon about 45 minutes from Denerau by boat.  We went out there by jet boat which was fun. – there were about 60 of us in total.

Cloud 9 has a bar and a pizza oven on it.  The drinks were flowing and everyone had a great time.  You could jump off into the water which was lovely.  There was a bit of a current so they had some buoys and ropes for you to hang onto.  Not a bad idea given alcohol was involved!  After a few great hours in the sun it was back to Denerau by jet boat – we had such a good time no one really wanted to go back to the mainland.   

       


 



After grabbing some dinner at the Port it was an early night for us – I ws pretty close to “falling over” point!

On the Sunday afternoon we were invited to a friend of Tim’s private residence for drinks and nibbles.  What a place – it was absolutley beautiful and we felt very privileged to have been invited.

  
      Most of the party goers went home on the Monday but we had booked to stay on until the Friday.  Good choice as the weather was fabulous – blue skies and 30 degrees most days : )  We played some early morning tennis, walked and generally relaxed by the pool.  What a life!   

    It was then back to NZ on the Friday.  I had a free upgrade to business class on Air NZ so enjoyed sitting up the front of the plane while Steve slummed it in the back!

   

 Fiji, officially the Republic of Fiji, is an island country in Melanesia in the South Pacific Ocean about 1,100 nautical miles (2,000 km; 1,300 mi) northeast of New Zealand’s North Island. Its closest neighbours are Vanuatu to the west, New Caledonia to the southwest, New Zealand’s Kermadec Islands to the southeast, Tonga to the east, the Samoas and France’s Wallis and Futuna to the northeast, and Tuvalu to the north.

Fiji is an archipelago of more than 332 islands, of which 110 are permanently inhabited, and more than 500 islets, amounting to a total land area of about 18,300 square kilometres (7,100 sq mi). The farthest island is Onu-i-Lau. The two major islands, Viti Levu and Vanua Levu, account for 87% of the population of almost 860,000. The capital and largest city, Suva, is on Viti Levu. About three-quarters of Fijians live on Viti Levu’s coasts, either in Suva or in smaller urban centres like Nadi (tourism) or Lautoka (sugar cane industry). Viti Levu’s interior is sparsely inhabited due to its terrain.

Fiji has one of the most developed economies in the Pacific due to an abundance of forest, mineral, and fish resources. Today, the main sources of foreign exchange are its tourist industry and sugar exports.  The country’s currency is the Fijian dollar. Fiji’s local government, in the form of city and town councils, is supervised by the Ministry of Local Government and Urban Development.

The majority of Fiji’s islands were formed through volcanic activity starting around 150 million years ago. Today, some geothermal activity still occurs on the islands of Vanua Levu and Taveuni.  Fiji has been inhabited since the second millennium BC, and was settled first by Austronesians and later by Melanesians, with some Polynesian influences. Europeans visited Fiji from the 17th century, and, after a brief period as an independent kingdom, the British established the Colony of Fiji in 1874. Fiji was a Crown colony until 1970, when it gained independence as a Commonwealth realm. A republic was declared in 1987, following a series of coups d’état.

In a coup in 2006, Commodore Frank Bainimarama seized power. When the High Court ruled in 2009 that the military leadership was unlawful, President Ratu Josefa Iloilo, whom the military had retained as the nominal Head of State, formally abrogated the Constitution and reappointed Bainimarama. Later in 2009, Iloilo was replaced as President by Ratu Epeli Nailatikau.  After years of delays, a democratic election was held on 17 September 2014. Bainimarama’s FijiFirst party won with 59.2% of the vote, and the election was deemed credible by international observers.

 

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Alps to Ocean, Day 5 – Kurow to Oamaru – Waitaki Valley, South Island, New Zealand

After a fabulous breakfast provided by Sue, the caretaker of Campbell Park Estate, we decided to start the day’s cycle from Campbell Park Estate rather than being shuttled back to Kurow – it meant we were short changing ourselves by about 5km but no one seemed too bothered.  Danny, however, wanted to go back to Kurow so Ian dropped him there.  He is a speedy gonzales so it didnt take too long for him to catch us all up again. 

There is some maori rock art work and elephant rocks to see along the way.  I had seen it before so carried onto Duntroon to have a coffee at Flying Pigs Cafe.  It was the last day they were open for this season – they will reopen again in October.

The last time we did the Alps to Ocean ride we rode on the road through to Oamaru but quite a lot of it is now tracked.  The new track goes through some beautiful farmland.  There was a bit of climbing involved and even a switchback which I managed to get all the way to the top of : )




We stopped just before the Rakis Railway Tunnel for lunch – our last picnic lunch of the trip and we managed to finish off all the home baking – rationed to perfection.

Everyone was looking forward to a bit more downhill cycling into Oamaru but it was not to be.  The second phrase that we came to use frequently on this trip was ‘upulating’.  This replaced the term ‘undulating’ which we had incorrectly interpreted to mean ‘gently rolling downhill’.  After going through the historic sandstone block Rakis Railway Tunnel we got onto some rolling country roads and when I say rolling, they rolled up as much as they rolled down!    We all regrouped at Weston to ride the last 6km into Oamaru together.  We rode through the botanical gardens down to the seaside where the A2O trail officially ends.  There were some pretty happy people in the group – we did approximately 260km over the five days.

After the obligatory photo at the finish we rode to Brydone Hotel where we freshened up before enjoying some bubbles before dinner.  We had dinner at The Post which was very nice.  Another evening filled with lots of laughs.  Debbie was awarded Duckhead today for pulling her ‘Deborah from Remuera’ stunt on some unsuspecting Wellingtonian we met on the trail.

The next morning after a lovely breakfast at Tees Cafe we had a couple of hours to wander around Oamaru.  Oamaru is a lovely town with lots of beautiful limestone buildings – this limestone which is quarried in nearby Weston is known as Oamaru Stone.  The Oamaru Whitestone Civic Trust owns 17 of these limestone buildings.  Oamaru contains over 70 buildings registered as Category 1 or 2 Historic Places in the New Zealand Historic Places Trust register.

 


 

 It is also the Steampunk capital of NZ.  Steampunk refers to a subgenre of science fiction and sometimes fantasy—also in recent years a fashion and lifestyle movement—that incorporates technology and aesthetic designs inspired by 19th-century industrial steam-powered machinery.  Although its literary origins are sometimes associated with the cyberpunk genre, steampunk works are often set in an alternative history of the 19th century’s British Victorian era or American “Wild West”, in a post-apocalyptic future during which steam power has maintained mainstream usage, or in a fantasy world that similarly employs steam power.   It was then all aboard the bus again for our four hour journey back to Christchurch Airport where I said goodbye to all those returning to Auckland.  I flew home via Wellington where it was raining cats and dogs.  My flight was delayed due to the Chinese Hockey Team taking an age to get on board and sit in the correct seats.  I arrived back in the Hawkes Bay at 8pm that night – I had thoroughly enjoyed my adventure with some of the coolest people I know! 

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Alps to Ocean, Day 4 – Omarama to Kurow – Waitaki Valley, South Island, New Zealand

Day four was a bit overcast and gloomy but still no rain.  The first part of today’s ride was on the off road trail to the top of the Chain Hills before descending beside State Highway 83 to follow the edge of Lake Benmore to Pumpkin Point.  We then got to Sailors Cutting which is a popular boating, camping and fishing spot.  It was then back onto the road to climb up the Otematata Saddle which is a slow, steady climb.  The downhill into Otematata was fantastic.  Apparently the NZ Cycleway Trust has secured the land for the off road trail here but it doesn’t have the funding to build the actual track.  


  
 We then turned left onto Loch Laird Rd to head up to the Benmore Dam which meanders along for about 5km before you get to a steep climb up to the dam at the end.

  

  


 We had lunch at the top of the dam before descending down and riding along the shores of lake Aviemore to the Aviemore Dam.  We were then back on State Highway 83 to Lake Waitaki and the Waitaki Dam. 

The Waitaki River is a large river in the South Island of New Zealand, some 110 km long. It is the major river of the Mackenzie Basin. It is a braided river which flows through Lake BenmoreLake Aviemore and Lake Waitaki. These are ultimately fed by three large glacial lakes, PukakiTekapo, and Ohau. Lake Benmore and Lake Aviemore are contained by hydroelectric dams, Benmore Dam and Aviemore Dam.

The Waitaki has several tributaries, notably the Ahuriri River and the Hakataramea River. It passes Kurow and Glenavy before entering the Pacific Ocean between Timaru and Oamaru on the east coast of the South Island.

Benmore Dam is the largest dam within the Waitaki power scheme, located in the Canterbury Region of New Zealand‘s South Island. There are eight other power stations in the Waitaki Power Scheme.  With a generating capacity of 540 megawatts (720,000 hp), Benmore Power Station is the second largest hydro station in New Zealand behind Manapouri, and the largest dam in the country.

The $62 million construction of the dam and hydroelectric station began in 1958. It was commissioned in 1965, and officially opened by Prime Minister Sir Keith Holyoake on 15 May that year.  It was built for the New Zealand Electricity Department; since 1999 it has been owned and operated by Meridian Energy.

The Aviemore Dam is a dam of the Waitaki River in New Zealand. Built from earth and concrete in the 1960s (and completed in 1968) to dam Lake Aviemore, it is one of the major dams of Meridian Energy, and is used to power a hydroelectric power plant.  It is a part of the Waitaki River Hydroelectric System, a scheme which supplies 30% of New Zealand’s considerable amount of hydropower.

Work began on the Waitaki Dam, the first large state hydroelectric scheme in the South Island since Lake Coleridge, in mid-1928 at a site 7 km from the Kurow railhead. It was the last major dam built by pick, shovel and wheelbarrow, tools anachronistically retained because politicians wanted to reduce the unemployment rate. At its peak 1,200 men laboured in often dangerous and freezing conditions; 350 houses and 700 huts sheltered them from the extremes of North Otago winters, but work conditions and high accident rates made Waitaki a bleak site.

The Waitaki Dam owes its true significance to its role as an incubator for Labour’s social security scheme. In 1928 a site-based Waitaki Hydro Medical Association contracted with the Waitaki Hospital Board to provide medical and ambulance services, paid for by a monthly deduction from wages. Dr David McMillan, ‘the little doctor’, and the Reverend Arnold Nordmeyer, both of whom entered Parliament at the 1935 election, based Labour’s social security scheme on their Waitaki experience. A commemorative plaque adorns McMillan’s old surgery at nearby Kurow.

The dam is 48 m high and 542 m long. Unusually, Waitaki does not have a spillway – the water flows over the top, making a spectacular sight in floods as the flow breaks up on the disrupters on the dam face. When Governor-General Lord Bledisloe opened Waitaki on 27 October 1934, its 30 megawatts provided about half the mainland’s electricity. Modifications have boosted that to the current 90 megawatts.

The old village, once home to 40 staff and their families, has struggled to survive. Covenanted by the Heritage New Zealand but empty since the late 1980s, it was put up for mortgagee sale in 2001, lock, stock, houses, lodge, garages and utilities.  These houses are in the process of being renovated to become part of a tourist accommodation complex but it has been a work in progress for a few years now.


We arrived into Kurow about 4pm.  Kurow has become famous for the fact that our beloved All Black’s captain Richie McCaw hails from here.  The team all headed to the pub for a well earned drink and some hot chips – it was Easter Sunday so they wouldn’t serve you alcohol unless you ordered food – that’s what they told me anyway.  

 

While we were all enjoying the refreshments, Ian and Leona were loading the bikes onto the trailer for the 15km trip to our accommodation for the night – Campbell Park Estate.  

 

In 1857 Mr William Dansey purchased and lived on the sheep and cattle station which later became Campbell Park Estate.  He had the first house built in 1861 and “Dansey’s Hut” still remains on the estate today.William sold the property in 1861 to the Honorable Robert Campbell, the son of a wealthy Scottish family with business interests in England and Australia.  Robert then bought a large workforce of Scottish craftsmen and material from Scotland and Italy and built “The Castle” and stables in 1876.  

In 1908 the estate was sold to the New Zealand Education Board, who used it as a school up until 1987.  The school was closed and in 1988 the estate passed into private ownership.  The estate helped shape the future of thousands of young men, during which time the property was extensively developed into the beautiful and expansive complex that it is today.

An Introduction to Campbell Park School

Campbell Park School looks after boys of below average ability.  It is the only state residential school for boys of its type in NZ.  Boys between the ages of 10 and 17 come to Campbell Park from all over the country, in general because they have not been able to make much progress at ordinary schools.  Established in 1908, the school is administered by the Child Welfare Division of the Department of Education.  It has a roll of about 120.  Campbell Park aims to help the slow learning boy to live happily with others, to earn a living, and to look after himself.  The curriculum combines formal education with practical training designed to enable him to take his place in society as a well adjusted, self supporting member.  Among the staff of more than 60 are several specialists, who can bring out the best in each boy.  The aim of the teaching staff is to encourage the boy to develop self reliance, initiative, and confidence in his ability as an individual.

The current owners who we beleive are American tried to establsh it as a school for American boys but it did not prove successful.  They are now doing up some of the old staff houses for tourist accommodation.  We stayed in three of these houses and they have been beautifully done up.  Leona had organised a tour of the estate for us with Baz & Agnes.  Baz was the Assistant Principal at the school between 1968 until it closed.  His wife Agnes was a teacher aid at the school.  Baz alluded to the fact that he had had his 85th birthday.  They took us past the stables that are awating renovation, past Dansey’s hut, into the castle and the accommodation block.  The buildings are in great condition and it seems such a waste of a resource.

After our tour we headed for the old dining hall to have dinner.  An outside caterer called Gumboots and Pearls had prepared the food and Leona put the finishing touches on it.  The food was wonderful and again we had a lot of laughs over the evening.  Kaye was awarded Duckhead tonight to give her some comfort after Tony had forgotten their 33rd wedding anniversary!  

 

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Alps to Ocean, Day 3 – Lake Ohau to Omarama – Mackenzie Basin, South Island, New Zealand

We woke up about 7.30am and my roomie Robyn reported it was raining – I told her that we weren’t leaving until 9.30am and it will be fine by then!  By the time we went for breakfast things were already looking brighter with a bit of blue sky poking through and by the time we biked out of there the rain had stopped and the sun was coming out.  SUNGRL – the forever optimist : )

The new track goes ‘over’ the hill rather than round it so I was looking forward to seeing how this panned out.  The trip notes said that the first 6.3km is easy cycling before a 4km climb from 600 metres to 900 metres.  After completing this 10km we all decided that the trip notes need to be revised as everyone thought that the first 6km was harder than the 4km climb – the first 6km was uphill, windy and over various terrain.  The 4km climb was straight and steady – we even had a tail wind which was a nice change : )  We did learn some new terminology on this 4km though – ‘false summits’, of which there were a few – the trail appeared to reach the high point but kept winding upwards.

  



 
 The views back over Lake Ohau on the climb up were fantastic.  After reaching the true summit at 900 metres above sea level we had a few twists and turns before some fantastic downhill riding through the paddocks.  Just before the Quailburn Road intersection we were met by Rae & Trish who had decided to ride in the van for the first part of the day – there was a large puddle of water which they were encouraging us to ride through – the shoes got a little wet but it was great fun.

We then rode 2km up the road to a historic woolshed where we had lunch.  The woolshed was part of the Quailburn run on the Benmore Station – see below for more information on the Benmore Station.

 After lunch we had about 22km to go before reaching today’s destination which was Omarama.  This riding was mainly downhill and to start with on gravel roads.  It was great fun until I had to get out of the way of an oncoming car and nearly came off my bike in the thick gravel.  Omarama which has a population of about 250 people is primarily a rural service centre, providing local farmers and other residents with necessities and facilities such as grocery shopping, fuel and mechanical services, as well as a post shop.  In more recent years these and similar services have expanded moderately, due to the increase in new residents and visitors, including anglers, artists, astronomers, sailplane enthusiasts, skiers and general tourists.  A significant proportion of permanent village residents are employees of (or contractors to) Meridian Energy Limited, a state-owned enterprise which is responsible for much of New Zealand’s hydroelectricity generation.

Due to the strong gliding conditions and spectacular scenery in the Omarama area, as well as the entire Mackenzie Basin, it is known as a world-class gliding location, gaining fame among sailplane pilots around the world after hosting the 1995 World Gliding Championships.

Omarama is Māori for “Place of Light”, a reference to its extraordinarily pure and clear sky.  Omarama is home of the annual mid winter star party. Local street lighting and other light sources are dimmed or switched off for the duration of the event.  Benmore Peak Observatory is located approximately 13 km north of Omarama, atop the nearby Benmore Range

We got to Omarama about 3pm and everyone was looking forward to a soak in the hotpools – Leona gave them a call and they were fully booked until 10pm!  It was Easter Saturday which explains why they were so busy – note for next time we’re passing through Omarama – book in advance!

Instead of soaking in the hot pools we took a drive out to see the Clay Cliffs.  These reminded me of the fairy chimneys in Cappadocia in Turkey.  The Clay Cliffs are huge sharp pinnacles and ridges with deep, narrow ravines separating them. The Clay Cliffs are made of layers of gravel and silt, deposited by rivers flowing from glaciers existing 1-2 million years ago. Compared to the nearby mountains, which are 250 million years old, the Clay Cliffs are relatively new. Today the gravel and silt layers can be seen as sloping bands as the strata have been tilted since their deposition 1-2 million years ago.  

After our Clay Cliffs excursion it was time for a bit of R & R before dinner at the restaurant at the Heritage Gateway Hotel where again we had lots of laughs.

Benmore Station

Two Scotsmen set off in search of new country to settle.  Having come though Mackenzie Pass and crossed the Tekapo, Pukaki and Ohau rivers, they climbed to the top of the last terrace and saw straight ahead of them north-facing tussock-covered ridges sloping gently to rich grassy plains.  “I’ll take this country” said McMurdo pointing to the range.  “That’s just the country I’ve decided to take” retorted Fraser.

They debated for some time, neither giving way.  They decided to race to Christchurch to register the claim but this was over 200 miles away over very rough country.  In the end they decided to race to a matagouri bush about a mile away.  The winner was to take the land to the left, the loser the land to the right.  McMurdo won the race and named the land Benmore after his birthplace in Scotland.  The year was 1857 and the Mackenzie country was set to change.

By the late 1800’s over 80,000 sheep were being shorn each year at Benmore Station.  During shearing time the number of men working on the station swelled, with often 25 blade shearers on board.  Wool from Benmore sheep was sent to Oamaru and transported by ship to Dunedin.  Wool bales were loaded onto wagons pulled by bullock teams.  The bullocks could pull more slowly and surely than horses, grip the terrain better with their cloven hooves, and didn’t require supplement feeding.  It was a long, slow journey to Oamaru over rough roads, with the bullock teams travelling at a top speed of three kilometres an hour.

The woolshed was constructed in the early 1920’s from beech poles taken from Quailburn Bush.  Pockets of forest in gorges and gullies around Quailburn and Lake Ohau were the only local source of timber.  Beech was used for rails for yards, firewood and in the building of early huts.

Today we can only marvel at the conditions endured by farmers and their station hands.  Mustering was particularly trying as a vast amount of land had to be covered and the weather conditions were often ghastly.  The shepherds used horses on the flat but the high country, rising up to 1,900 metres was covered on foot.  A fall from steep icy slopes was a constant risk.

By purchasing neighbouring runs, Benmore became one of the largest properties in Otago with over 200,000 acres.  A huge public auction in 1916 marked the end of an era for Benmore.  It was broken up into pastoral runs which were then offered for licence.  As a result, twelve large stations and nine smaller ones were created.  The Quailburn Run where the woolshed is was named after the native quail that were found there. 

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Alps to Ocean, Day 2 – Mt Cook to Lake Ohau – Mackenzie Basin, South Island, New Zealand

We awoke on Friday morning to see Mt Cook in all her glory.  This is very special as not everyone gets to see her – mountains do tend to attract clouds.  This is the second time I have done this trip and on both occasions I have been very fortunate to see Mt Cook cementing my SUNGRL reputation : )   

 
          After breakfast and a quick look around the very impressive Aoraki Mt Cook Visitor Information Centre we drove back to where we finished our cycle the day before.  We cycled along the shores of Lake Pukaki.  It was a stunning day and the vistas were magical.  We then crossed the highway to cycle the Pukaki Flats which is an expansive area of dry grasslands that are characteristic of the Mackenzie landscape.

 




 Next stop was Twizel where we had lunch at Poppies Cafe which was very nice.  The sun was out in full force so we were in for a hot afternoon.  We headed out of Twizel towards the Ohau Canal which meets up with Lake Ohau.  We then went off road again on a trail that skirts the foreshore of the lake.  It was a lovely track and much nicer cycling than on the road like we did the first time we did the ride in 2012.

 

The lakeside track meets up with Lake Ohau Road 10km before the Lodge which was our accommodation for the night.  The wind seems to get up in the afternoon so we had a head wind to the Lodge which was a bit challenging for everyone.  The Lodge driveway was a welcome sight even though you still have about 500m of a gentle uphill to reach the Lodge itself.  We had a great meal at the Lodge and lots of laughs with the daily fine session.  Raewyn had fallen off her bike just before Twizel and Roberta had admitted to mistaking the Deep Heat for her toothpaste!  Roberta was awarded Duckhead our Dick of the Day award : )  Paul felt the need to give Murray a call to let him know about Roberta’s antics!  

 

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