Mal and Lauren

February 12, 2021

On an idyllic sunny day we went on a long walk through the neighborhoods that surround our house. We started out walking though St. Mary’s Bay and past the College it is named for.

St. Mary’s is a Catholic girls’ high school with around 1,000 students. Established in 1850 it is the oldest existing school in central Auckland.

We then headed down Jacob’s ladder, a set of stairs that dates back to the late 1800s. They are named for the famous biblical ladder that Jacob dreams about in the Book of Genesis. “And he dreamed, and behold, there was a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven; and behold, the angels of God were ascending and descending on it!”

At the bottom of the stairs is Jacobs Ladder Bridge which spans the Auckland Northern Motorway and connects St. Mary’s Bay to Westhaven Marina.

The bridge, opened in 2012, is clad in a golden-color mesh and is designed to be reminiscent of maori fishing nets or fish traps.

Auckland is sometimes called the City of Sails, and when you walk along Westhaven Marina it is easy to see why.

Walking along the newly constructed boardwalk from the city to the harbour bridge is a great way to see the yachts.

Walking under the bridge we continued along the waterfront and up into Herne Bay, one of Auckland’s most affluent neighborhoods. Named after Herne Bay, an English seaside resort in Kent, it consists primarily of marine villas and Edwardian age homes, but there are a variety of other styles as well, including modern and deco buildings.

Running along the edge of Herne Bay is Jervois Road, the home of a number of trendy stores and restaurants. More traditionally, there is also this classic New Zealand dairy.

For those non-kiwis reading this, dairies are small owner-operated convenience stores, selling groceries, newspapers, etc. They are called dairies because they originally were licensed to sell perishables such as milk and eggs that were delivered to the shops from dairy farms.

February 11, 2021

One of our favorite spots in all of New Zealand is less than an hour’s drive from Auckland. Piha (pronounced pee-haa) is a scenic black-sand surf beach on the west coast. Many of the west coast beaches have dark sands because of their high iron content. It makes them hard to walk on in the sun as they get very hot. But they are also very beautiful as the sun sets. In fact, we don’t think that we’re exaggerating in saying that Piha has some of the most beautiful sunsets in the world.

Piha is a maori word meaning the wave that comes off the bow of a ship as it moves through the water. It may get its name from the way the waves break around Lion Rock that divides the southern and northern beaches.

We were visiting our two good friends John and Judi, brother and sister, who both have holiday homes there. They are the third generation of their family that have spent their holidays there. Judi’s home is on the more isolated north end of the beach and we had an enjoyable walk with her as her two dogs rushed around chasing seagulls.

We then headed to the south end of Piha where we went for another walk, this time accompanied by both Judi and John.

Around the south end of Piha is an isolated beach that used to be inaccessible except by boat. But recently, enough sand has washed in that it is possible to walk through a cave and onto the beach.

There were some beautiful green shellfish clinging onto one of the rocks.

Along the beach are numerous caves. One was so deep that by the time we reached its end we were in complete darkness and the entrance was no longer visible.

There were some beautiful patterns on the beach

Including the one that looked strikingly like a bird.

And this one that looked like a fish

There is always something interesting to see lying on the sand.

January 24 – February 4, 2021

Welcome to New Zealand. At the moment, New Zealand is practically Covid-free, so it made sense for us to leave the northern winter and the rampaging virus behind and head to a safer and warmer spot. At the moment New Zealand is only open to its citizens and permanent residents which we fortunately are. All of those returning are required to spend two weeks in isolation at a quarantine hotel. The good news is that the New Zealand government covers all the accommodation and food costs if you are returning for more than three months. The bad news is that you do not get to choose which hotel or even city you will isolate in. So after a 12 hour flight from Los Angeles to Auckland we were shuttled on to a 90 minute flight to Christchurch, despite the fact that Auckland was where we ultimately wanted to be. As it turned out, we were lucky because the Commodore Hotel, which the government had chosen for us proved to be a great place to isolate. It is a relatively small hotel and we were on the second floor. Our room had a sliding door going out onto a small private deck that looked out onto trees and a garden. Our stay would have been much more claustrophobic if we had been isolated in a large hotel on a high floor with no opening windows. The hotel also had a large parking lot where we could walk around. We determined that each lap around the lot was a tenth of a mile so we tried to do twenty laps each day. There was not a lot to see, so we listened to podcasts while we walked, keeping distance from the other guests as we all walked in an anti-clockwise direction around the lot.

There was some beautiful New Zealand flax lining parts of the lot. New Zealand flax is quite distinct from the Northern Hemisphere variety and has played an important part in the cultural and economic history for both the indigenous Maori and the early European settlers. Maori used flax, which they call harakeke or wharariki, for a variety of uses, including weaving it into baskets, fishing nets and ropes and processing it to make clothing.

Flax was also one of New Zealand’s first exports, being used to make rope, twine, and matting. At its peak in 1916, 32,000 tons of fibre were being processed a year. By 1963 there were only 14 flax mills left, producing less than 5,000 tons of fibre a year and the last of the mills closed in 1985.

Some varieties of the flax are beautifully striped.