Report 18 March
To the reader
This is my last report because it is the last day of this memorable journey for us.
When we were with Eddie Buckley on March 13, I was moved by a statement from their oldest daughter Lilith. She looked with Trudy in her “memory book”. A book filled with photographs of small events from her short life. Half of it was still empty. Trudy said “these are still empty” to which Lilith said “I need more memories”. I need more memories. Then I thought of our journey and the memories it brought to us, many memories.
The smell of the Landrover, the feeling of the smooth steering wheel in my hand, the panoramas, the hospitable people, the climate and our view of the back of the Model T. Our journey together with Trudy and Dirk as a small part of their great company was adventurous and challenging. With four of us we have traveled all those kilometers in harmony for which we want to thank them. In the English translation, some mistakes will undoubtedly have crept. As long as the reader understands what we wanted to tell, our goal has been achieved.
The sequel is now in the hands of the next team. We wish them a lot of success and creativity.
Steef and Greetje Reilingh.
Report 10 March
The sun shines exuberantly when we prepare for departure. Dirk files the hole where the pedal of the first gear goes through a bit bigger because the metal rubs along the wood.
From a building on the camp, a thick smoke suddenly appears. It turns out that the water of the campsite is heated with wood that probably comes from the beach. I walk to the beach where the slow waves of the low tide turn the beach into a mirror.
adjusting the floor board
Of all the natural beauty, the trees are the most impressive. The flourishing timber trade is responsible for well-maintained plots with high healthy pine trees. More disastrous it is with the deciduous trees and the shrubs. Everywhere there are broken branches and fallen trees. Some tribes are half broken down with still a brave tuft of green. It is one big battlefield. All that wood comes in due time after heavy rains in the countless rivers and eventually ends up in the sea. The trees that survive are overwhelming in their size.
the Model T
We have not seen many birds. After being hunted by the Maoris, there came opossums on the islands from Australia. There are now about 3 million. They have no natural enemies and empty the nests of the birds. Their only enemy is traffic. We see them lying everywhere, crushed by car tires.
We have coffee and lunch at the most beautiful places. Then we go inland again towards Lake Roturoa.
into the country
On the way we see a typical Maori building. We stop and enter the empty grounds, there is no one. We take some pictures and Dirk and Trudy are on the road again. Then a door opens and we are invited to come in. A nice Maori shows the building and pours a cup of tea. We talk about the culture but quickly get back on track not to fall too far behind.
This evening we reach All Seasons Holiday Park, where we store our camp between concrete dynos.
Report 9 March
There was a lot of rain again this night, but we can happily store the tent dry. The sea has become wilder and due to the bad weather forecasts we consult “MET service” to see where the rain is going to fall. We want to go up along the east coast and according tot the wheather report we have to drive into the dry zone. The port near the campsite is very noisy. When we first came here I thought there was a thunderstorm in the distance. Now we know that huge tree trunks are loaded into the steel holds with the necessary thunder as a result. The roof tent is very comfortable but sleeping high also means that you are hear every sound much better. Our theory turns out to be correct, we are approaching the sun. The grass is incredibly green here and as we approach the coast we see the Hawke Bay appear in all its glory.
to Hawke Bay we go
At 11 o’clock we find a dream spot at sea for a cup of coffee. Like everywhere there are huge trees here again. My shadow can be seen on one of the photos.
By 5 o’clock we find Waihay Bay Holiday Park a bit cluttered but cozy place.
The owner gives us a discount because she was allowed to take pictures of the Model T. We pitch the tent, see one of the native birds and take a walk to the beach.
Waihay bay Holiday Park
Report 8 March
We will stay at the campsite today because we are expecting a visit from Rodney Claugue and two friends. They drive into the campsite to our tent to admire the Model T.
The press is also back again.
Greetje and Steef take a walk through the park and do some shopping at the same time.
inside the Doctors coupe
Report 7 March
The morning is cloudy and it is stuffy because of the humidity. We drive out of the city through the main street of Napier. We have seen very little of the Art-Deco image of the city . Maybe we should have been looking for it. Part of today’s route goes over gravel again, a dirt road. We drive higher and higher into the low-hanging clouds. The green hills occasionally stand shoulder to shoulder against each other and here and there are groups of sheep or cows. The Landrover slips away from time to time on the grainy road in the steep curves. Views blur due to low-hanging clouds.
From time to time, the Wairoa River pops up in the depth. Usually it is hidden behind the dense vegetation. Yet we can see him when we find a low bridge over the river. It is a river for a painting. Slowly flowing, here and there clattering over stones, with some stones and rocks. Trees and shrubs hang over the water from the shore.
into the clouds
into the clouds
Tonight we have to be in Gisborn and to find the address we need internet.
So we end up in the Indian restaurant Tamarind where we can use the internet for a simple meal. 2 Ladies serve 4 dishes, a bowl of rice and pieces of pancake. What an excellent meal in all its simplicity. Even Rodney, who comes in later, takes a bite. He leads us to Holiday Park 10 where we set up camp.
Report 6 March
Before we leave the campsite this morning, Lyn’s wife comes by to say goodbye. She served the last evening after the BBQ, especially for us in house a coffee / tea table with the most delicious cakes. Another example of the hospitality of the New Zealanders. Now Rodney comes to pick us up to drink coffee before we move on. He has a typical New Zealand house everything on the ground floor. Very different from some colonial-style houses. His house and garden have a very relaxed atmosphere. Of course he also has a “mancave” where his cars are parked and where behind the many objects a story is hidden.
Because we made music the night before, he shows his banjo and banjo / ukulele.
We say goodbye and leave to go to Napier the Art Deco city.
at home with Rod
Rod, Neil, Trudy and Dirk
t is hot today with lots of sun. The weather is always difficult to predict. It can be very different over 50 km. So if you do not have a fixed route, it is wise to keep an eye on the weather map in order to follow the sun. In this region it has clearly been very dry. It is a beautiful drive through the hills but everything is yellow and dry. On our mapss we aim at Kennedy Holiday Park this evening, a real resort, more luxurious than we are used to, but then you have great facilities at your disposal.
In the evening it’s raining so we order a taxi to take us to Emporium where we enjoy culinary delights.
dry hills 2
Report March 5
After a repair of a broken belt we are already on our way at 9.15 am to be on time for an appointment in Pongeroa. The landscape is peaceful, hilly and winding and every turn lures us to the next eye-catching view.
vieuw from the Landrover
the next hill
Because we are on time at the location Trudy has the time to buy a new dress. Meanwhile the first guests arrive
visitors for lunch
On the assumption that we were invited for lunch in Pongeroa we wanted to join the company but we were resolutely stopped by one of the guests.
In the end we were turned away because he was not aware of the agreement we had with Rodney MCenzie who was not present. In this way we learned on a funny way a different mentality of the usually so helpful New Zealanders.
Close to the building we find a nice place where we have our own lunch.
After the picnic we continue until we are near the village with the longest name in the world. There we found Rodney, he had driven towards us and met across the nameplate Jonas and Ronja from Germany. The whole club is on its way to Lyn’s house where we experience a memorable BBQ with music night. Dirk gives a presentation of their world trip and Rodney and Steef make hilarious music.
BBQ and music
Report March 4
The house of Richard and Rona lies along a steep road in Wellington. For their three children Efa, Sean and Joe there is enough space to play with a large playroom downstairs, two garages and a garden. Upstairs the living room has a magnificent view over the bay. Oldest son Sean has his own guitar with amplifier. Richard has an electric and an acoustic stand. The beginning of a band? After the necessary preparations we say goodbye. Thank you for your hospitality and maybe see you in Edam.
Richard and Rona’s house
ooking over the bay
Richard guides us through the city until we are on the right track. To the left of us the residents of the higher houses look across the bay. It is very sunny and warm. Although not shown in the picture, it is much drier here. The hills are yellow and barren. The ride goes up to a height of 800 meters. The Model T is struggling and climbing, he is doing great. The Landrover comes first again and it also drives like a spear. Despite the more than 3500 kilos I can take any tight bend up or down with ease. It looks a bit like surfing as the car rocks back and forth on the sloping road surface. At the end of the day we still experience a beautiful sunset at the campsite.
evening at the holiday park
Report March 3
After saying goodbye to Kyra and Jim, we leave Richmond at 9 o’clock and via Nelson we take the road to Picton where the Ferry to the North Island awaits us.
The first part at Nelson is still along the coast.
Dirk checks the bearing of the right front wheel that he had adjusted yesterday.
It turns out to be too hot, so adjust again. Meanwhile, we discover that a part of the front window of the Ford has been forgotten. After a call to Jim that has been solved, he comes to bring it. Dirk adjusts the bearing and is already on his way. When Jim has brought the window, we finally say goodbye. There is another beautiful winding road along many slopes to the sound from where the ferry will depart. Along the way we see the giant ferns appear again. In the depth we see a timber port with stacked logs.
They are supplied with large trucks that travel at great speed on the narrow curvy roads. If we turn aside for them in a slow vehicel lane, they give a little horn of honor.
a hot bearing
a smal fern
We are approaching Picton. All kinds of water sports here. Sailing schools, surfing, fishing is all there.
going to the ferry
fjord of Picton
Arriving at the ferry it appears that there is no more space (we had not booked).
Instead at 2 o clock we now leave at 6.45. So wait, but that is not a punishment with this weather. Near the water we find a lovely place under the trees. Table, chairs and we can enjoy all that plodding in the water with the knowledge that the frost has come in the Netherlands.
In time at the ferry we join the waiting line, with the inevitable influx of curious people as a result. A lady with a lot of understanding of cars was allowed to take a seat next to Dirk.
Heidi a car expert
Then the whole caravan is loaded and in time we leave for the North Island that awaits the horizon with new roads and panoramas and undoubtedly very nice people.
into the feryy
leaving South Island
going trough the sound
last piece of land
North Island on the horizon
After the crossing in the evening twilight and later in the dark we use the taxi trick in Wellington to get to the house of Richard and Rona to arrive in the southern part of the city.
The taxi trick: you ask a taxi to take you to the desired address. Two people drive with him, the cars follow him. Despite the late time we are warmly welcomedby Richard an Rona. Rona is the daughter of the neighbour of Trudy and Dirk in Edam.
Again a wonderful bed awaits us.
Report 1 and 2 March
During two days and three nights we enjoy the warm welcome and hospitality of Kyra and Jim Wareing. We sleep in comfortable beds and eat the most delicious dishes.
Jim helps Dirk repairing the winch that did not work in Dunedin for two days. Kyra goes to the supermarket for the big purchases. On March 2 we go to WOW: World of Wearable Art – Classic Cars Museum There is another reporter with a photographer and at the end of the day Jim got a Model T Worldtour polo shirt.
Thanks Kyra and Jim for your hospitality.
drying the wet tent
picture for the newspaper
a visit to WOW
modern fashion in WOW
Jim and Dirk reparing the winch
made it !
working on the bearing
Jim in his Model T Polo shirt