The rain continued for much of my last two days in Auckland, but no worries, Denis and I were able to drive through some farmland and mountains, past dormant and extinct volcanoes, down to the Bay of Plenty on the east coast of the north island. After I saw a chiropractor that was recommended to keep my back in shape for all this travel, we walked along the shoreline and had lunch near the waterfront.
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Auckland city limits, with a typical sign showing English and Maori place names |
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Hunua range, a little south of Auckland, famous for its volcanic geography and waterfalls |
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Karangahake Gorge |
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Further along the Gorge, near Waikino, closer to the river all churned up by the rain. |
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I love the fern trees on the hills |
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The rain drenched photo in motion doesn’t do justice to the rapids in the river and the majesty of the Karangahake Gorge. |
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A closer shot of New Zealand’s #1 industry: dairy farming |
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Tauranga Harbour in the Bay of Plenty. The floating water park was inflated by the time we finished lunch. |
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The rain abated the rest of the day so I was able to do a little “bushwalking” along a path in the Kawaka Reserve, near Denis and Lis’s home.
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Sub-tropical rainforest look. |
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Part of the track is owned by a school. This section was a boardwalk with markers identifying the plants and decorated with Maori symbols. This one shows two tiki, representing Tiki, the first man in Maori myth |
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Love those nikau tree ferns! |
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Scary looking roots reaching for the stream |
I ended up with two views of Denis and Lis’s garden, which show only a fraction of their lovely property.
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Succulent beds |
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Bird of Paradise plant beds |
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The next day, after visiting the retired Rev. Richard Keyworth, and Gillian Keyworth who was recovering from surgery, Hugh and Jenny Keal and Denis and I ended up having lunch together and tourist shopping at a local mall, rather than getting soaked trying to get to the Maori museum from the distant carpark. It’s been almost two decades since I was at the Maori exhibits, and they had made quite an impression, especially the war dancing. Next time!!
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Gillian and Richard Keyworth and their very friendly little dog, who made me nostaglic for |
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my friendly little dog. |
After afternoon tea at Hugh and Jenny’s, I spent the late afternoon finishing my preparations for the upcoming lay-lead Sunday service in Hurstville, a southern suburb of Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. My role is to lead a Discussion, at the point where the minister would normally deliver a sermon or message. More on that in a later post! After dinner, Hugh shared a photo with me that absolutely surprised me!
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3+3, our church band from the Hurstville Church in the early 1970s, reunited for a performance at an Assembly in Bryn Athyn, PA in 1976. L-R: Hugh, me, Ian Keal, Wellesly Rose (Keal by then?) standing in for Anne O”Sullivan, Maret Taylor(-Genzlinger), Peter Taylor |
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Jenny, Hugh, and Sharon Keal |
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Early the next morning I left Auckland for the Australia portion of my traveling and ministry path.
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Ros, I remember those marvelous subtropical places from my visit to the south island of New Zealand in the early 1990s! And I saw tree ferns from NZ on my garden tour to Cornwall, England, last year!