Last day

Well, we have come to the end of 12 days in New Zealand and over a reasonably good Indian meal we couldn’t decide on a “best moment” because, if you read the this post you’ll understand that “it just keeps getting better.

Yesterday morning Dunedin turned on a wet chilly start to the day so we hit the Dunedin art gallery.

The most impressive work was this one. Forgive the light reflection, I just couldn’t get a shot without it.

I know what you are thinking…”meh”. But here are a couple of details

Then a 30 minute drive to the Otago Peninsula where we stayed in a fabulous air bnb in Portobello, right on the water, ultra modern and reasonably priced.

When I say “right on the water, this was the view over the road

and see all those black spots? In case you hadn’t figured it out…black swans, hundreds of them. It was quite wonderful.

We didn’t really want to pay $50 a head to go to the little blue penguin viewing where you watch them come in for the night, it was a moot point anyway as it was booked out. So we checked out where they were at the Albatross centre and we were lucky enough to see a couple of albatross on the wing.

If I re-use superlatives, it is because everything is spectacular and amazing, and these were spectacular. Their wingspan is 3 metres, twice my height, and they spend most of their time soaring.

Thanks to ChatGPT “here are some fascinating facts about albatrosses”:

  1. Master Flyers: Albatrosses are incredible long-distance fliers. They can glide for hours without flapping their wings, covering thousands of kilometers using dynamic soaring and slope soaring techniques.
  2. Massive Wingspans: The wandering albatross holds the record for the longest wingspan of any living bird—up to 3.5 meters (11.5 feet)!
  3. Lifelong Mates: Albatrosses are known for their strong pair bonds. Many species mate for life, performing complex courtship dances involving beak fencing, head bobbing, and vocalizations.
  4. Long Lives: These seabirds can live 50 to 60 years, with some individuals reaching over 70 years old!
  5. Efficient Sleepers: Albatrosses can sleep while flying by shutting down half their brain—an impressive adaptation for long ocean journeys.
  6. Diet: They mainly feed on fish, squid, and krill, often diving or scavenging from the water’s surface.
  7. Conservation Concerns: Many albatross species are endangered, primarily due to bycatch in fishing nets and longlines, as well as plastic pollution.
  8. Incredible Navigators: Albatrosses use their keen sense of smell to locate food over vast ocean areas, a rare skill among birds.
  9. Slow Breeders: Albatrosses lay only one egg every one to two years. Both parents share incubation duties for about 11 weeks, one of the longest incubation periods of any bird.
  10. Myth and Symbolism: Throughout history, sailors have viewed albatrosses as symbols of good luck. Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner popularized the idea of the “albatross around one’s neck,” symbolizing a burden.

Since we weren’t going to get to the penguins, we made a dinner/birthday booking at the local pub and got some good intel from a local to go to Allan’s Beach where we might see penguins.

On the way a hugely surprising find was a sea lion creche, right beside Allan’s Beach Rd, a very quiet gravel road. How close were the young sea lions? Very

I hardly needed a zoom, they were less than 5 metres away over a fence to keep us away from them.

Allan’s Beach is a rugged place where we were almost the only people on the beach.

We waited until dark for penguins and could hear them, but not see them. Walking back along the beach in the dark I came impressively close to walking into a sea lion making its way to the water. If Erna hadn’t turned on her phone torch just at that moment it might have turned out to be an interesting meeting of species.

Despite not seeing penguins we all agreed it was one of the best adventures of our trip.

To finish…this is a photo of kelp from the cliff top near the Albatross centre. It is at least 3 metres long and there is lots of it.

and when you use the Nikon D7200 continuous shooting mode, where it takes about 5 shots per second, and then get google photos to stitch them into an animation, you get an idea of how hauntingly beautiful they were as the waves came and went.

Dunedin

Whew, quite a drive from Mt Cook to Dunedin. As the official chauffeur, cook, photographer, dishwasher, launderer, hair dresser and plumber I am pretty busy – OK, I don’t really do all that, but it was still a long and tiring drive across the country.

There is a little place called Waitaki where the call of “real fruit sorbet” at Waitaki Orchards was enough to warrant a break and a treat, neither of which went quite as expected.

First, the treat: WOW! If you ever happen to be passing this way do yourself a favour and have one of their apricot sorbets. We all agreed it is possibly the best ice cream we have ever tasted. It was seriously good, made in-house, from their own apricots. Did I mention it was seriouusly good?

Then there was the break in our drive: it was a bit lot longer than expected. We have a bank “travel card” where you put a bunch of money into an account, convert it to a currency of choice and then can spend it like a local using a debit card. At the start, we each added funds and it became our slush fund along the way. The system has had been faultless all through our trip.

But Waitaki is in rural New Zealand, their shop is apparently only open for 3 months a year, during the fruit season, so they don’t want to pay a chunky monthly fee for something modern like pay wave. Since we couldn’t just tap the card, the machine wanted a PIN, which, since it hadn’t been used before, had fallen out of heads somewhere along the road. There was a justified fear of getting it wrong 3 times and having the card (and our slush money) locked.

No worries, I will get my phone and pay myself…but wait…you can’t tap. No worries, Christa will use her German credit card…but wait…it wouldn’t accept it, or another of her cards. No worries, pay cash…but wait…we haven’t seen cash since we got here. No worries, give us bank details and we will drop money into the account…but wait…”I only work here, I don’t have those details”.

What to do, apart from continuing to praise the excellent ice cream in an attempt to soothe the woman behind the counter who was very patient with us.

Our 5 minute driving break had now extended to 30 minutes and there was no solution to be had. She wanted to give us the ice creams fro free, but we were adamant we wanted to do the right thing and pay. The end result was that I have emailed them asking how we can send them the money…and praising the ice cream, of course.

Oamaru, on the west coast, has a lovely historic area near the wharf and possibly the only people in the world making a living from steam punk.

I think the place came out of a Steampunk art competition about 20 years ago where they likely didn’t know what to do with all the entries so they opened a “museum”.

Also in Oamaru is a Little Blue Penguin colony, right on the edge of town. No penguins during the day, they are in their luxury motel rooms.

But there were plenty of fur seals. At first we were delighted that there were 3 we could see. After about half an hour of watching we realised there was about 20 of them lying on the rocks, such great camouflage that they are hard to spot until they move.

And on the way back, a shag/cormorant colony on an abandoned wharf.

Today it is a bit of a grey day in Dunedin, made a bit brighter by Christa’s 36 hour birthday, starting in New Zealand time and ending in German time.

Mt Cook

If I was the New Zealand marketing person, my Kiwi Catch PhraseTM would be “It just keeps getting better”, because every time we are impressed by a view, sure enough, there is a better one around the next corner or the next day.

Mt Cook is incredible. As we drove the 3 hours from Queenstown, the first views looked great from a distance, but the closer we got, the cloudier it got.

It was awesome, but refer to the Kiwi Catch Phrase.

We did an afternoon walk along the Hooker Valley track which takes a lot of people to Hooker lake

where there is a view of Mt Cook and the end of the glacier.

We were lucky that our timing meant we were walking against the tide of people who had come by bus and were heading back somewhere. There was a lot of them.

If you are heading to New Zealand, it can be a little tricky finding reasonably priced accommodation in some places. We didn’t want to do a budget trip, but have found that Haka House hostels are fabulous.

There it is

They are really well set up with excellent kitchens, comfy beds, friendly staff and great fellow travellers.

It is the same reason I love cheaper hotels in India, you get to meet locals and people from all over. In the past I have been pressured into fallen for the “let’s have a night or two of luxury” and the hotel room feels like it could be anywhere in the world…not for me if I can help it.

Right now, at the other end of the table Erna is giving a water colour lesson to our German friend Christa, a Canadian (maybe soon to be an American) woman who makes awesome scrapbooks of her life and a Japanese man who was explaining calligraphy earlier. It just doesn’t happen at fancy hotels.

But…there is an air of disappointment in my life. My D7200 has some spots on the lens or the sensor or somewhere that I can’t seem to dislodge. Most photos they are hidden in the background, but when there is sky…well, look for yourself.

I am really happy with what I am learning about doing this, but as Lady Macbeth put it so well, “Out damned spot”.

All this preamble to get to the point that today we walked part of the way along the Sealy Tarns track but between her dodgy hips and my creaky knee we didn’t make it to the top of the 2,200 steps. Still it was a fantastic walk that included making the time lapse.

Back at the bottom we instead went to Kea Point lookout. It didn’t matter that we didn’t make it to the top because “It just keeps getting better”.

New Zealand – March 2025

And then, suddenly the date had arrived and we were off to New Zealand, but not without drama.

Topical Cyclone Alfred hit Australia’s Gold Coast in early March and our area took the full brunt of it. The details are all over the web, but at our place we had 250mm+ rain 4 days in a row with pretty massive winds at the tree tops, but not so much at ground level. But it didn’t prevent power outages, ours lasted for 11 days until 15 hours before we left. No stress…well not much, anyway.

The plan was to meet our friend Christa from Germany and spend 11 days on the south island, starting in Queenstown and doing something like this.

Now, here we are in sunny Queenstown…oh, wait…day one is grey, dreary, cold, wet and add other appropriate adjectives, but it is spectacular.

Queenstown is pretty touristy, borderline tourist trap. It is the location, right on the edge of Lake Wakatipu that saves it. We have a rental car for our stay, having the freedom to go where and when we want is so much better than being stuck on a tour bus and being told the schedule. The first rule we agreed on was that while driving, anyone can request we stop at any time and unless it is impossible for some reason, we will.

In fact, one of the main reasons Petronella and Christa wanted to do this trip was to paint, so we are often stopping at lookouts or to take photos of likely painting subjects.

This idea has been very well received and acted on.

Eventually the rain eased and after and hour or so at Glenorchy on the edge of Lake Wakatipu there was a result. A good day indeed.

Everywhere you drive is spectacular in one way or another. Based in Queenstown for 3 nights, day 2 we pivot our plans a bit and head to Wanaka, which is on the edge of Lake Wanaka. An incredible drive over the Crown Range…can I over-use the word spectacular? But it is hard to take photos of the best places as it would be foolish to try to stop on the windy narrow road.

More painting

For the non painter, it was a good chance to improve my skills with my new Nikon D7200 (no post processing yet). Also, I had inherited a damaged GoPro Hero 7 a couple of years ago and got it going again but had never really used it. They are fun – who knew that you could control them with your voice?

And on the way back to Queenstown a stop at Roaring Meg, a pretty impressive hydro electric station.

Today we are off to Te Anau, the stepping off point for our Milford Sound cruise tomorrow.

2024 – and a plan

Tall girl is off to Bali with “the girls”. Not particularly wanting to go there myself, this opened up a bunch of possibilities:

  • Somewhere overseas: India? Japan? The Philippines?
  • An invitation to go on a cycle trip for a few days
  • Go fossil hunting and visit my grandson

It was a tough decision, but overseas was eliminated when Tall Girl reminded me that we could use our credit with Air Asia when we go to Japan next year, hopefully (that we can use it, not that we will go).

The cycle trip on the Brisbane Valley Rail Trail with a good friend was enticing but…

I have long had a fantasy of participating in a fossil dig to the point of having contact various digs to volunteer (and not getting many replies). In early June I saw this story about the discovery of a pterodactyl fossil at Richmond in NW Queensland. I did my own research and found you can get a fossicker’s license for about $50 for a week and then you can explore the council owned quarry where a bunch of fossils have been found.

B is Charleville where there is an excellent astronomy centre. C is Richmond. D is Mackay

This plan hooks in perfectly with me paying a visit to my daughter and her partner in Mackay “on the way home”, but more importantly, my 10 month old grandson Teddy.

So, off I go on August 1st, back in time for Tall Girl’s return.

Thailand – August 2023

Once upon a time I fell in love with the beautiful Erna and we are very happy. After living together some time the idea of the Dutch girl being able to vote and get an Australian passport became a good idea. And so a wedding was arranged for September 2nd 2023.

As the wedding date approached, an invitation for a trip to Europe came from her German friend who had some time off. I was really interested in going, but there was a clash with my Clown Doctor conference, an opportunity for me to recharge and connect. So we went our separate ways for most of August.

And then, out of the blue, an invite to join an old friend on a trip to Thailand.

Could this work? Me returning a week before the wedding? Her returning 5 days before? What could possibly go wrong?

Here are some photos – click them for full size

India dinner stories

An Indian themed dinner was organised for after we returned, unfortunately Tall Girl is back in the Netherlands for a short while, so this page is a few stories to entertain the guests.

Holi

Holi is the festival of colours, to celebrate the arrival of spring.

The night before, on every street…

later that night we went to the family farm at Barala, arriving quite late and waking up to…

and the start of Holi

of course, it always gets out of hand

A trip to Mandawa

We were invited to join Ajeet on a business trip to Mandawa, about an hour drive from Jaipur. Any journey with Ajeet is sure to be an adventure.

We stopped for something to eat and there happened to be a temple (what a surprise) and we were just in time for puja.

The Haveli where we stayed was run down, but incredible

Ajeet knows I love stepwells, on the way back we stopped at one that is being restored

Tall Girl and I walked around the back to where there were some people. She thought they were waving us away, I know India better.

The engagement party at Mochingpura

Sheetala Ashtami

We were on a mission to buy some gifts and wandered aimlessly. While not lost, we had no idea where we were. Trying to find somewhere to eat we spotted these photogenic statues outside a house

obviously it was worth looking inside and this was happening

it was obviously some religious ceremony, but we had no idea. As we wandered we kept seeing groups of mostly women and children heading somewhere, so naturally we followed along to see what was happening

of course…

Enough already, some favourite photos

I love this photo, I think it adequately shows the excitement and craziness when selfies are happening. They knocked over a motor scooter!

Indian temples, templets and deities

In many countries, religion is something that sits on top of the culture. Australia is like that. But in some countries, like India (and I imagine Italy and some other places) religion and the culture are so enmeshed with each other it would be impossible to separate them.

There are temples, or at least small templets (as I call them, but I suppose a shrine is a better word) with a religious deity on literally every street and in many cases traffic diverts around a structure that sits in the middle of the street. Not the middle of the street between oncoming traffic like a divider, it is actually permanently in the middle of one lane of traffic.

Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple, Jaipur – right behind Amer Fort,
but off the tourist trail and absolutely worth a visit.
Forecourt of mosque in Kolkata

There are Hindu icons in railway stations, government buildings, farm fields, shops, cars, the middle of nowhere, everywhere. These photos don’t even come close to showing everything we saw.

It is important to attract the attention of the gods, this is one way…

Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple
The end of puja at Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple
Evening puja on the Ganges in Varanasi.
There were several similarly sized events taking place, but it was a bit bigger than usual because of Holi.
Yes, they are all boats on the right hand side.

Photo rules: Always ask permission. Show the subject the result – not only is it respectful, but it is worth it for the reactions.

Kolkata mosque

On the way to somewhere we stopped for chai and ended up in a temple, eventually giving the holy man some sweets after puja

God attracting noise makers – Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple

I love this photo outside the Harshat Mata Temple adjacent to the Chand Baori. Tall Girl is so obviously happy and looks suitably bohemian.

Shri Parshvanath Digamber Jain Mandir Ji Panchayati – Agra
In a city with the Taj Mahal, there are so many other hidden gems that tourists don’t visit

The keeper of the shrine. This is essentially all there was, not a big temple or anything, just this woman sitting with the deity.

It is impossible to over-state the beauty and complexity of some temples.
The Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple, about 500 years old.

Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple

the 80 foot Buddha in Bodhgaya

One can only imagine the age of this palaquin in the Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple

Another very old shrine at the Gaitore Ki Chhatriyan, Jaipur.
It has had buildings added over the years, but this is their original shrine of Shiva.

A different view of the same shrine

Shri Jagat Shiromani ji Temple

Buddha at Bodhgaya

Merchants of India

Man sitting in from of shop filled with rows of medicine bottles
Ayurvedic medicines

Men standing in front of trucks loaded with fruit
Fruit market

Man feeding fruit into juicer
Fresh juices

Man standing at front of shop filled with a wide variety of goods
General store

Woman painting another woman's nails
Worst manicure ever…for $1

Men sitting behind pile of flowers preparing them to be taken to Hindu temple for devotion
Temple flowers

Man at front of shop, in background another man is restoring the face of a flour grinding stone
Restoring a grinding wheel

Woman sitting in shop with shelves full of folded textiles
Textiles

Men cooking at large woks
Making jalabi, an Indian sweet

Man sitting on floor in shop that sells stone carved statues
Statues
Detail of large set of balance scales
Flour scales

Rows of coloured decorative containers
Decorative containers

Woman operating flour mill
Flour grinding

Bags of colourful pigments used in the Indian Holi festival
Holi colours

Man looking at bags of colourful pigments deciding which to buy
Holi colours…decisions

Man carrying basket of vegetables on his head
Street vendor

I give up

I have had it with the frustration of trying to get images uploaded and stories told. We will be home in less than 24 hours and maybe then I will add more.

Bye Bye Ajeet! He is the owner of Chillout Hotel in Jaipur with his brother Ranjeet. They are both wonderful men who have embraced me as part of their family and they loved Erna.

I love this photo, I think it adequately shows the excitement and craziness when selfies are happening. They knocked over a motor scooter!

We spotted some cool carvings, noticed a group of people inside and were invited in. It was some sort of festival where women ask for good health for their husbands…or something. We then followed crowds of (mostly) women and children to a park where there were thousands of people dancing in small groups and wearing their finery. We didn’t really find out why the kids were all dressed up, but it was pretty common in the crowd.

Some alternate Taj Mahal views

…and of course, the money shot

Of course there are loads more…maybe in a few days.

If you read this far, thanks.