Wednesday, July 11, 2018

WHAKAREWAREWA


                             Rotarura, New Zealand

     Whakarewarewa is a mouth full and I don’t even try to pronounce it. Locals call it Whaka, which is pronounced Faka , as in the Maori language wh is pronounced like an f.
     Whaka, located in Rotarura, is one of the most accessible thermal areas in New Zealand. From my hotel room the steam rising from the vents, beyond the  fence, gave  a very mystical feeling to the area. The village gives one an extensive insight into Maori culture, which has fascinated me ever since I lived so many years in Hawaii.
     The earth bubbles, boils and spits everywhere, and the air is  pungent with a hydrogen sulfide aroma. The Maori cook in a natural steam oven called a hangi. Strategically placed, the Maori never worry about building a fire because they have steam twenty-four hours a day. Vegetables are wrapped in cloth then covered in burlap and securely tied before being submerged to cook in boiling pools.
     Pipes lead from the cooking pool down to large communal bathtubs. The clear water flows by gravity to the lower tubs, The pools are filled each morning so that by evening the water is cool enough for bathing. The tubs are drained each evening then scrubbed and cleaned.
     The geyser, Pohutu, meaning ‘big splash’ shoots 80-feet into the air several times a day. I was lucky to see Pohutu show off with a spectacular display.
     The cemetery of this village was above ground because one finds himself  in hot water if he digs very deep into the ground.
      We saw several ti trees in the village and learned that the wood has been used for many years for medicinal purposes, for a dye, and for durable fence posts. Authentic Maori woodcarvings have only three fingers on the hands as the Maori believe only in birth, fertility, and death.
     Rotarura is a lovely little city and Whaka is a fascinating  and interesting place to visit. The Maori are friendly and love to teach about their culture.

Sunday, July 8, 2018

HOT AIR BALOON EXPERIENCES


                                     Fun Exciting  Rides
      The hot air balloon ride in Kenya over the Masai Mara was not my first balloon ride but it was certainly an exciting one. We were awakened in what I call the middle of the night for the early morning flight.
     The balloon rose up into the sky just as the sun peeked over the horizon. Floating over the Mara the only noise breaking the incredible silence was the occasional swoosh of the helium being pumped up into the balloon. The swooshing noise did not seem to bother the animals below. We floated right over their heads so the animals were not dwarfed by height. One gets an entirely different perspective in the air than on the ground.  It was wonderful just watching the wild animals doing their thing in the wild.  
     With no roads, the support van could follow the balloon to the landing site shortly after the balloon descended into an open field. In record time the galley appeared and a delightful champagne  brunch, including eggs to order, was enjoyed. What a delightful morning!

     In the Australian Outback the wake up call came at 3:15 AM—again  the middle of the night for most people. We rolled out of bed, dressed quickly and loaded the van for the short ride to the field where our balloon waited  for us, deflated on the ground. This time we all pitched in to pull out and arrange the balloon so it was ready to be inflated. Once it was upright we stepped up into the basket ready for an early morning take off.
     At daybreak we floated over browsing cattle and wild horses running on the plain below, Mobs of kangaroos were hopping everywhere. We were considerably higher on this flight. We floated under a cloudless sky.  Away from civilization the silence is incredible.
     I tried to capture a spectacular sunrise on film but was not successful. As the day lightened we spotted several other balloons in the air.
     All too soon it was time to desend. After a safe landing everyone helped to fold the  big balloon and pack it away in its compact holding case. Instead of a field brunch we headed back to town to a tavern that had opened early just for us. We all enjoyed the traditional champagne brunch  in a nice atmosphere.  We drank and ate as lively conversation flowed. The comfortable patio chairs were conducive to relaxing on the that clear warm morning. What a fun way to start a day!