Kia'ora everyone! It's been a couple weeks since we've updated the blog, so I'm going to do my best to catch everyone up. During our last blog, we were deep in the urban jungle known as Auckland. We have experienced a TON since then so let me get started. On the morning of our last day in Auckland, our tour guide Des for the Indigenous Trails program picked us up in a big van and we tucked in for a 3-hour drive up into the Northern regions of New Zealand. The drive was smooth and a lot of us got to catch up on some much needed rest and relaxation time. As we got farther North, the scenery started to change. We were soon driving through rolling green hills that were dotted white with thousands of sheep (there are more sheep than people in NZ, fun fact). The views were gorgeous, and our excitement started to grow as we got closer and closer to our destination. We finally arrived at a Marae, which is a type of "community hall" for the local Maori tribe. We were greeted by the elders with songs and the famed Hongi, which is the traditional greeting through the Maori culture (touching foreheads and noses, which you might have seen in pictures before). After our Fiji experience, most of us were expecting a more rugged lifestyle, but the Maori's have kept up with modernization as much as any of us. They have their own TV channel and possess about 150 spots in the New Zealand Parliament, among other things. From there, one of the Maori elders, Koro, took it upon himself to show us around and set up activities for us to do. One our first day, we viewed a plot of land that the Maori tribe was planning to make into a park. We took a walk around, and then returned to the Marae to brainstorm some park designs and ideas. We came up with some good ideas (in our opinions, at least) and Koro seemed pretty enthusiastic about implementing some of them. After our daily activies, we occupied ourselves with trying to down all the food the threw at us and playing with the kids who lived in the nearby area. On our 2nd day, Koro took us into the Kauri (pronounced Kodi) forests that were nearby. These forests are really cool, and are home to the largest trees in New Zealand, which also happen to be some of the largest in the world. Our group had the distinct privilege to witness the actual tallest tree in New Zealand, named "Tane Mahuta," or "God of the Forest." Let's just say, seeing this tree left all of us speechless. Words cannot even describe the size and majesty of this tree. The Maori's worship this tree and our experienced was heightened (no pun intended) by the singing and storytelling of Koru. It was truly a humbling experience. Our next activity was probably the most enjoyable one of our time there. We spent all day with Jim who was a local bonecarver who had been carving for almost 14 years. We spend all day designing, cutting, sanding, and polishing our own bone-necklaces. It was really fun and totally cool to see some of the finished products that we came up with. Jim and his wife Char were so nice too. They let us into their homes and fed us lunch and talked with us all day. That night, we took a night-walk into the forest again. We walked about 15 minutes in until we came upon another Kauri tree that, again, took all of our breaths away. We were standing in the presence of Te Matua Ngahere, also known as "the father of the forest." Tane Mahuta was taller, but this tree was freakin' HUGE. The trunk was so large and the tree seemed to disappear into the sky. Koru informed us that the tree was over 4,000 years old. For perspective, it was germinating 2,000 years before the birth of Christ. We all sat in silence for 30 minutes under the tree, completely entranced by it's beauty. I can understand why the Maoris worship these trees. As we walked out of the forest, all of us felt at peace, almost like the tree had weaved some kind of spell into us. I can speak for us all when I say that I will remember this tree for as long as I live. On our last night, the Maori people prepared a large feast for us and we sang songs and had a great last night. All in all, the experience was a great one, although we had hoped to get a better glimpse of the culture (hopefully we will in the coming weeks). After we left the Marae, Des and the Indigenous Trails crew drove us 9 hours south to the Sir Edmund Hillary Outdoors Pursuit Center. After meeting our instructor Chris and going over our plans for the next couple days, we realized that this was going to be a definite change of pace. We did catch a spot of luck from the beginning. A local school was also there, and the 60 students had filled the normal accommodations, so we were moved into the corporate lodge. The lodge was beautiful and spacious, with tons of our own bathrooms with hot water. It was nice to be able to come back to a quiet lodge after some hard days in the wilderness, where we could sit in front of the wood fire and play cards and relax. Our OPC experience kicked off with a day of team-building exercises. Our fantastic group dynamic made itself evident in these exercises. We all get along really well, so we were able to work together and complete the challenges. We also got to hit up the "flying fox," which is the NZ equivalent of a zip-line. We had fun and also got a great view of the valley below us. Our 2nd day put us in canoes out in one of the local lakes. It was fun for us to learn how to canoe and work together to explore the lake. There is something really relaxing about being on the water, especially in canoes that we got to slowly paddle around. Our 3rd day would turn out to be the most challenging for our group. We embarked on a 2 day 1 night hike that would take us to the summit of one of the nearby mountains. Many of us had never camped or hiked before, so we were being thrown completely out of our comfort zones. Chris helped us to use the maps and compasses accurately to find our way to the top and then back down to our campsite. Our group pushed through dense brush, not even following a trail or anything. It was an experience unlike anything we had done before, and it even though it was challenging we all felt accomplished after we had made it to the top. Our group helped eachother to push on through and make it to our campsite. We pitched camp, and basically collapsed in exhaustion. We had been hiking for around 10 hours. We woke up early and headed back down the mountain to OPC. When the day was through, we all felt good but many of us agreed that we could continue to live well without doing something like that again. On our last day, we were given the opportunity to go caving, but most of us were tired still from the hike so we didn't take it. Personally, I didn't want to pass up the opportunity so I begged Chris to take me in. He agreed, and I had one heck of time squeezing through tiny passages and wading through water. The caves were really cool, and I wish the whole group had been able to experience it. We finally left OPC tired but content, and headed to Wellington for a couple days to recharge. Wellington was a pretty cool city, and we got the chance to check out the famed Te Papa museum and also a live music festival that was happening. We left Wellington today, and took a 3 hour ferry to the South island of NZ. We arrived here in Picton, and decided to shack up for the night. Tomorrow we will make the 6-hour journey to Christchurch, and than continue on to do some conservation work with another local Maori tribe. We are all looking forward to the experience, and all of us are so happy with what we have done in the past couple weeks. Thanks everyone for reading, and we will be posting again shortly! Also, the pictures will be uploaded ASAP. Peace
Mac and the Carpe Diem crew