Friday, 11 January 2013

Rangitoto


We woke bright and early – 08:00ish – in order to get up, buy food and prepare lunch before catching a ferry to Rangitoto (say it rang-ee-toe-toe) an island off the coast of Auckland. The ferry ride only took approx. 20 minutes and we were treated to lovely views of other, smaller islands off the coast of Auckland as we made our way across the teal-coloured waters to Rangitoto.  

Once we landed on shore (at Islington Bay Wharf at the East of the island instead of the usual wharf which is at the southern tip) we started our walk towards the summit of the island. The signs indicated that it would take one hour thirty but we thought, based on over-estimated signage in Australia, that it would take a lot less…it didn’t. We had walked for 45 minutes when we came across another sign, indicating that the summit was another 45 minutes to go. Nicola lost her walking shoes in Hervey Bay (QLD, Australia) so was in her white plimsoles which were not ideal on the rocky, volcanic rock path we were on. It was also seriously hot, but there was an occasional breeze which cooled us down. The walk itself was quite nice, the island scenery was a mixture of grey-black volcanic rock and lots of forests.

After perhaps an hour of walking we came across a sign pointing towards “Lava Caves” so we thought we’d check those out. Along the way we came across a clearing that gave us a clear view of Auckland CBD, which was really lovely, and then we headed on to the caves. When we arrived, fifteen minutes or so later, I ventured into one of the “Lava Caves” only to find that they were pretty small, very narrow and pitch black inside. I had my rucksack and Nicola’s iphone torch but the space was too narrow and too dark for me so I went as far as I felt comfortable and discovered that I was at the end of the cave; it only extended perhaps fifty feet into the ground. There was a drop that would take me to the very end of the cave but it was too small a gap for me to get through; I thought I may be able to get in, but there was very little room for me to manoeuvre my way back out.

After the caves we decided not to head to the summit (the view from the summit would have been very similar to the one from the clearing as the summit was barely higher than where we had got to…plus, I really needed the toilet) and we headed back to the wharf. The walk took another hour to get back by which point we were soaking with sweat and pretty tired. We finished our lunch and some sour worms Nicola bought and sat in the sun soaking up the sunshine near the wharf. I later discovered that the hour in the sun would turn my face a tomato colour. I suffered more sunburn in two days in New Zealand than three months in Australia! Who’d have thought that eh?

 



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