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.

































On Friday morning we donned the lycra and jumped back in the van with Ted. Because Black Fern Lodge is effectively in the middle of The Timber Trail you have to drive to the start at Pureroa which takes about an hour. When we got there Ted unloaded all our bikes and we became acquainted with them. It started drizzling on our drive in but by the time we started the 2km ride to the start of the trail some blue sky had started to appear. Ted parked the van and bike trailer up securely at Pa Harakeke Eco Cultural Centre as he was riding the trail with us. One of his team would collect it the next day and pick us up at Ongarue. 


The first 13km of the trail is uphill with the first 6km being a grade 2 and the next 7km being a grade 3 – interesting times ahead! The trail setting is absolutely stunning – lots of beautiful native bush. The 7km grade 3 ride was definitely challenging and we were very happy when we reached the summit. We could see the western shore of Lake Taupo in the distance. Although it wasn’t raining there was a bit of cloud around and you needed to layer up again when you stopped. The starting point was at about 550m and we had climbed to about 950m above sea level. 












We rode until the 35km mark where we then went off the trail for 6km to get back to Black Fern Lodge. There was a fairly large uphill part on this 6km and even I didn’t have the energy to ride up it. It was a welcome relief to get to Black Fern Lodge and have a cold drink. The weather had come out really nice now so we decided to go down to the river for a swim. The water was quite chilly but nothing that us elite athletes couldn’t handle – our very own ice bath! I am sure our muscles were all the better for it the next day. 
































I then went back out to the airport to meet the others, we picked up our Jucy hire cars and headed out of town. First stop was lunch in Arrowtown before embarking on our journey over the Crown Range Rd to Wanaka.
We went into town to the race headquarters to collect our race packs. There were a number of people in town preparing for the event. Challenge Wanaka which is a full ironman distance race was also happening on the Sunday – 3.8km swim, 180km cycle and a 42km run. Carla had organised our accomodation at a place about 7km out of town called Te Ariki Nui. It was a beautiful house in a gorgeous setting and they had all these sculptures around the property. One of these sculptures who we named Jock gave us a bit of a fright as we pulled up in the cars – he was a larger than life axe wielding man. He was positioned just up to the right of the garage and caught your eye as you pulled up which caused us to look twice to see whether he was real.
The couple that own the property, Robyn & Bill Hall are very well known in the NZ fashion scene through their business High Society which includes the labels Catalyst, Obi, Chocolat and Mosaic. Bill then got into deep sea fishing where their boat is also called Te Ariki Nui. Robyn found the four hectare block of land just outside Wanaka on one of her skiing trips where the glass house known as Te Ariki Nui was born. It has 360 degree views taking in Black Peak, the Buchanan mountain range, Mt Maude, Mt Barker, the Cardrona Valley and the Mt Pisa Range. It is a glass house that allows them to live right in the environment. Because the house has lots of glass there is very little wall room for art so that is the reason for all the sculptures around the property. It is a stunning property and we knew we were in for a great weekend despite the small matter of a half ironman hanging over our heads.
There is a flock of Alpaca’s in the adjoining paddock so on Saturday morning we went to introduce ourselves. There is a bucket of feed on this side of the paddock so we decided to feed them. They are quite bolshy characters who take to spitting at you if they don’t like what is going on. After the feeding frenzy we left them to it, came back inside, only to turn around and witness Alpaca sex which was very amusing. We actually all they were Llamas so the term ‘llarma twerking” was born.
After all that excitement it was off to town to have a trial swim in the lake in our wetsuits. The wind had got up and the lake was quite choppy – this wasn’t boding well for raceday. We had a bit of fun down on the lake and got acquainted with the water.
We then attended the race briefing which was good as I now had a good idea of the swim route which was nowhere near where I thought it was – thank goodness! Saturday afternoon comprised of another yummy lunch and getting the bikes into town to be racked for raceday. Saturday evening was very relaxed and some of us watched the final of Masterchef Australia before an early night. Raceday dawned and it was a stunner. The wind had dropped and it was one of those gorgeous South Island mornings – the lake was a millpond and the sun was shining. I was so happy!
Carla and Jan were doing the entire race on their own so they were ready to roll quite early.
Sue and I were the team swimmers and we were starting about 20 minutes after the individual competitors at 8.35am. The elite athletes and those doing the full ironman started at 7.15am. We waved Carla and Jan off as they headed into the lake before Sue and I got into our wetsuits and headed into the water to acclimatise. The water was beautiful and so clear. We did a bit of swimming and then slowly made our way out for the deep water start. We decided to hang out at the back and to the right of the pack to avoid getting swam over and kicked in the head as everyone took off. 8.35am arrived and the hooter sounded – we were off.
The first leg was the longest and it took a few hundred metres to get my rhythm but once I did I loved every minute. The water felt warm and you could see the bottom. We had sunstrike on the last leg which made it a bit tricky to sight but the last buoy was there before I knew it. I then had to run about 200 metres in my wetsuit to hand the transponder off to Vicky who was doing the cycle leg. My swim time was approximately 41 minutes which I was really pleased with – it was actually over all too quickly. I could now relax. We decided to go back to the house to have showers etc… before heading back to the race zone to cheer the others on. 90km was going to take the girls at least 3 hours so we had a bit of time. We positioned ourselves at the start of the run leg and saw Carla come by – she was looking good.
It was then time to head back to the bike area so Renee and Sue who was also doing the run leg for her team could wait for Vicky and Shirley respectively.
Vicky and Shirley came in within a few minutes of each other – they did about 3 hours 37 minutes on the cycle leg. The girls then headed off on their run. We saw Jan come in about the same time so cheered her along – this was her first half ironman and she was going well.

It was then back to the run finish to wait for Carla to come in. She did a total time of 5 hours and 53 minutes and came third in her age group. She is such a legend. Next in was Renee with a time of 2 hours and 10 minutes for the run leg. Vicky and I ran in with her across the finish line.
Our team time was 6 hours and 34 minutes. Sue wasn’t far behind and her and Shirley’s team time was 6 hours and 41 minutes. While we were waiting we saw the leading elite athletes coming in – they had completed the full ironman in times of between 8 hours 37 minutes and 9 hours. Amazing! It had turned out to be a really hot day so it was lovely sitting by the lake enjoying the sunshine.
Jan then came in with a time of 7 hours and 36 minutes. She was super proud to have completed her first ever half ironman and rightly so.
It was then back to Te Ariki Nui for showers and some celebratory drinks and reflection. We then enjoyed pizza for dinner before an early night – it had been a big day. Monday morning we all headed back over the hill to Queenstown and I waved the girls off back to Auckland. My flight wasn’t until 1.30pm so I parked by The Boatshed Cafe in Frankton and walked along the edge of Lake Wakatipu before heading back to The Boatshed Cafe for lunch – the perfect end to a fabulous weekend in one of my most favourite parts of the world.






































































































































