New Zealand

 

Ron and Julie Johnston recently visited  New Zealand to attend the wedding of niece, Katherine in Wanganui (North Island). Here is their story.

 

Thursday 10th May 2007

Five a.m. rise, shower, get dressed, load suitcases and bags into car, have a cup of tea, and we are on our way to Tullamarine Airport. Dropped the car off at Europcar in Mickleham Road and we were taken by shuttle bus to the Airport. On arrival at International Departure there are cars, taxis and people everywhere. It’s a wonder there aren’t many accidents.

 

We take our bags and head into the terminal. Checked our luggage in for the 8:50 a.m. departure to Wellington and had MacDonalds for breakfast. Remembered not to overeat ’cos you get a feed on the plane. We had time to look at book stalls, duty free stuff, etc before heading to the departure lounge.

 

More duty free stuff. Where will it ever end? Keep your hands in your pockets and just keep on looking. Finally we head over to the departure gate and wait half an hour before we can board the aircraft. It gives me the shits having to wait around. I would rather just arrive, book in, get on the aircraft and fly away, but it’s not that simple. Rules are rules.

 

Everyone is on the plane and we are ready. Taxi out to the runway and off we go. It is a good feeling sitting there as we accelerate down the runway and we lift off. Whoopee! We flew QANTAS (Queer And Nasty Try Another Service). We didn’t see a lot from the air because of the cloud.

 

We flew at 40,000 feet. Once it had levelled out, we were served our meal, and then read a book or watched TV. The flight was okay: a bit rough in a couple of places. The pilot informed us that we would be approaching the airport from the south.

 

Looking out the window I could see some land. I recognised it as the top right corner of the South Island, which was the Marlborough Sounds. Entry into the Wellington Airport was rough and ready; like driving down a badly pot-holed road at speed. It was a bit of a shocker, but we landed safely.

 

Arrival time, 2.30 pm, NZ time, which was 12.30 pm Australian time at home. Disembark, passport check, collect baggage. On the way out I mentioned to Julie about the Rent a Car we were to pick up, and there before us, was a gentleman holding a card with our name on it.

 

I went and spoke to him and he said he was from the Ezi-Rent car hire.  We trundled off into the car park to find his car, which took us to the depot where we collected our car. It was a Hyundai Getz 5 Door, 1300 5 speed. It was 3 years old. After signing papers, taking details of our Drivers Licences, doing a check list of all the dents and scratches, we were finally on our way. Fortunately for us, the depot was on the way out of Wellington, so we followed Hutt Road to our destination in Masterton.

 

There was quite a bit of traffic on the road; a lot of trucks. We followed the motorway through to Upper Hutt, turned off and went into Upper Hutt. (The motorway bypasses most of the towns).  We drove up and down the main street to check the place out, parked and went to Subway for something to eat. It’s around 5 pm and starting to get dark. We went for a walk to the supermarket to buy a few things and went back to the car. Back out on the motorway,70 kilometres out of Wellington, we hit the Rimutakas.

 

This hill winds it way up to 5,500 feet above sea level. It would be a great ride on a motor bike. About halfway up I had some dude in a Ford Courier Turbo Diesel flat top ute sit on my arse for a while, and I eventually pulled over and let him pass. He obviously travels the road regularly. I stayed with him, but at a distance. It was dark and raining going over the top. On the way down we were held up by a stock truck; 8 wheeler with an 8 wheel trailer. There were several cars behind the truck as well. The truck was doing 50 km/h down hill which wasn’t wasting much time considering the size of it. He pulled over in a passing bay at the bottom and let everyone pass.

 

Down the bottom and out the other side near Featherston it was lighter. Some of the land is flat, going on to rolling hill country with lush green pastures. Quite a contrast to Australia. On our left in the distance was the Tararua Ranges. They would be covered in snow in the winter. Carterton has lots of old buildings and old hotels looking very graceful. We carry on to Masterton where we are going to stay with my friend Martin who I have known  since my late teens when we lived in Christchurch in the late 1970s/80s.

 

I had to ask directions because the map didn’t have an exploded view of the town. As it was, we weren’t far away. Took a few knocks on the door before Leanne and Martin heard me. After getting ourselves settled, Martin and Leanne took us to the Stellar Restaurant and Bar which she manages. The place was open but no customers were to be seen. Great food and drink, but sadly the place closed the day we flew back to Australia. We went back to the house to bed for a good night’s sleep.

 

Friday 11th May 2007

Rest Day. Usual stuff, shower, breakfast, hop in the car, drive a few blocks, park the car and walk your feet off. We check out an Op Shop and picked up a sim card for the mobile phone, so I can use it in NZ. We visited the Kawasaki dealer, picked up brochures on the latest bikes and got the salesman to write the prices on the brochure. We checked out the cost of real estate in the area. Went to the Warehouse and checked out the DVD selection, buying a couple of them. After leaving the Warehouse there was a tyre joint on the exit side of the car park and it had a mini cut in half with a tyre rack in the middle of it; different ! 

 

Did more walking, had lunch in town and went back to Martin and Leanne’s place. Leanne came with us back to Carterton to have a look at the Paua Factory. It was interesting, with lots of different things to look at. On the way in to Carterton there is a pub. I have forgotten the name, but it is a house of ill repute. According to Leanne, it was in its early days, but over the decades it’s been different things but, it’s back to its beginnings. On the way home we stopped at a Savers store. It was huge and sells everything. It was bigger than the Coles and Safeway where we live in Melbourne: about 2 or 3 times the size. At Martin’s we had a film evening with his big rear screen projector, surround sound stereo, the lot.

 

Saturday 12th May 2007

Get up about 7 a.m., pack bags, breakfast, take a few photos, load the car up and say our good- byes. We leave Masterton and head for Wanganui about 150 kilometres away. There is light rain but otherwise the weather is okay. Find our way back onto the main road and leave Masterton behind. It rained for a short time and stopped. Forty-two kilometres away we came across a place called Eketahuna: one of many country towns. Fifteen kilometres on we turned off at a place called Mangaire and headed cross country to Palmerston North. The road through here was narrow and twisty, up and down; great for motor bikes. There was also some terrific scenery to go with it. For those that haven’t been, you ought to go. You don’t know what you’re missing. Palmerston North is spread out. The centre of town has a large park that you have to drive around.

 

They were making a walkway from one building across the road into the park. They had paths through the park and a monument in the middle. The main street was six lanes wide, kerb to kerb, with lots of shops everywhere. From here, we carried on to Sanson where we stop at a monument off the side of the road, dedicated to WWI veterans, and have a cup of tea. Photos. All the way through here, there are a lot of dairy farms, plus sheep as well.

 

After we left Sanson and before we got to Bulls we came across a place called Ohakea,  the military air base. When we here seven years ago we went and had a look at the Air Museum. It was very interesting and worthwhile, but as we were driving past the news came over on the radio that the Air Museum was closing at the end of the month. I said to Julie that  it was sad, because of the history in there, and that we were fortunate to have gone and seen it. Bulls to Wanganui 44 kms.

 

We arrived in Wanganui just after midday, in time for lunch, and to meet a few relatives that we haven’t seen for years. Soon it was time to get changed and head down to the church. The wedding cars were late arriving, so I waited down on the street for them to come. From my sister’s house on the side of a hill, I saw a couple of cars down the road looking for the house, then head in the wrong direction, but eventually came back. The first car was a 1956 Ford Customline Tudor Sedan, top chop, lowered, XR6 running gear, ABS brakes, Falcon interior, mag wheels, metallic blue in colour. It looked cool. The second car was a 1967 Chevrolet Impala 4 door hard-top, pillarless, lowered, wide chromies, custom grille, Pineapple Yellow metallic in colour, (Holden Commodore) white roof.

 

The wedding went well at the church, followed by afternoon tea. We went back to the house and watched a couple of DVDs after the afternoon tea.  Then it was off to the racecourse for the reception. Food was a smorgasbord setup, quite good, followed by dessert.

 

By the end of the evening we had to use three cars to take the gifts back to the house. A good evening was had by all. There were 13 people sleeping at my sister and brother-in-law’s crowded house.

 

 

Sunday 13th May 2007

On Sunday they put on a BBQ lunch. Some guests had to fly back to the South Island and some further North. Some stayed, including us. Julie was upset at me, (dobber) because we couldn’t find the keys to the rent a car. We looked in all the bags, coat pockets and out in the kitchen, because I thought I might have left them on the bench but I didn’t…scream… but not out loud.

 

We decided to walk into town. It only takes 20 minutes on foot. Following the road down to the river, we see the old paddle steamer getting fired up for business. Seven years ago when we were in Wanganui, the boat had its maiden voyage. The boat had been restored to its former glory after being dug out of the Wanganui River years before. The boat used to travel up and down the river in its heyday. Walked past a Honda dealer and saw a CBR1000RR painted in Repsol colours. It looked alright. I don’t recall seeing one painted that colour over here. It started to rain lightly, but we keep going, cross the bridge and we’re in town. Wanganui is a pretty place. The main street has flowers and shrubs growing in it. You have to see it to believe it. It is very relaxing.

 

We went to the shops down from the main street in Wanganui. We had a coffee at Maccas, ducked into the Warehouse and bought some more DVDs, stopped at a bookshop, picked up NZ Hot Rod magazine, had a bit more of a look around and walked back home. It was still raining outside. Good to be back at the house. Julie came out of the room and said that she had found the car keys.  Thank God for that! I was wondering what the hell I was going to do, other than get in touch with the rent a car company and tell them I had lost the keys. It’s got the remote built into the key, but it was all good.

 

In the afternoon of Mothers’ Day we took my mum out. I can’t remember when I had last taken her out. Probably never. In a way, it was special because I don’t get to see her very often, and she is in a nursing home and suffers from dementia. It is sad to see her like that after you remember what she used to be like, but there is nothing you can do about it.

 

We were supposed to go to the beach but I took a wrong turn and we ended up at the beach, but not at the right place. We arrived at the mouth of the Wanganui River. It was cold and windy and we didn’t stay long. I took a few photos and we went back to a place called Pickwicks for Devonshire tea. Very nice. After that we took Mum back to the hostel. We took her inside and had a look at her room and stayed for a while before we went back to my sister’s place. For tea we had leftovers and then we watched a couple of DVDs, and that was it for another day.  

 

TO BE CONTINUED…