Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Gift For Last Chemo Treatment

good walk in the fjord country

Progress

After all the hoopla in Queenstown with its oversupply of extreme sports and its high density of pubs in this episode a word underlined particularly thick in our to-do list: "Nature"! We want them to experience the full. And this time not only in the first series like "camping in the woods" but in the middle. The solution: A walk for several days in the wilderness of New Zealand Fjord country. For this time Jenny and I are gone (geographically) separate ways. While the tear the scenic and (ahem ...) with 32 kilometers quite light and short (hehe ...) Routeburn Track preferred to I laced my boots for the Kepler Track. This is 62 miles not only much longer, but with extremely dangerous climbs and hikes feared degree also very challenging - that is just right for me. To make it short: not a few poor souls on this route the struggle against nature and have lost. But I can anticipate: I won! The track is over and I'm probably on! Basti 1, Nature 0! But now to what happened:
In Fiordland (here on the Routeburn Track) ...

The Routeburn Track
Yes, yes, the nature and their resistance will! Weeks ago I had decided on the shorter of the two tracks, but only so can the guys by three days of relaxation times and I can completely relax and enjoy the scenery of New Zealand. Three days should take our track of nearly 32 kilometers are well versed and had almost 1,000 meters in altitude should be overcome.
... clear the track of girls, the Routeburn Track. As flowers grow yes ...

Not a good prerequisite for this company was my night in the hostel: the bed was soft like a pudding and the housemates were so talkative and quack like ducks without breath half the night. To their bad luck my alarm clock rang at 6:30 and jump off the bunk bed can sometimes be very bumpy and noisy. Point was the 7:45 bus at the door, which brought us to the beginning of the track. However, since not all the teeth were cleaned down and chewed the sandwich or not. For this, we could along the nearly hour-long ride ever get a feel for the migration, because the local bus driver showed us the spot where the shot the scene from Lord of the Rings was in the Gandalf the Grey fell into the abyss ... aha, could also have been a different scene. The view was still breathtaking.
at the point of destination was first rested, things have been repackaged times, properly smeared with sunscreen and pushed a small snack in the pout. After final group photo, it could then finally start. With me in the adventure rushed Fie (Danish), Jannika, Linda, Mark, Annie, Matt (Germans) and PeauLinna (Mexico).
From left to right: Mark, Annie, Linda Peau, tear, fever, Matze and Jannika

The first day was only five miles long, but in the end went up in 1000 meters height. so then the walk was very easy to deal with first: past rivers and rapids, through ferns and other forest to a clearing with a magnificent view of snow-capped mountains. Ideal spot for lunch and sleep. But up to our cottage, it was still a steep path which could only be met with much sweat and effort. Over hill and dale we went uphill, the sun was ruthless and no breeze could be felt. And when Matt had almost no longer considered possible, we reached with difficulty and need our cabin. The Routeburn Falls Hut turn out for five star lodge in the cabins. Everything was pretty clean, we had virtually a room for us (the four beds were separated by wooden walls). The supper consisted of Coscos and beans, so hikers right food.
Our second day started with oatmeal for others and for me with granola bars and fruit Whoever invented the oats thing that should be ashamed!
Angels Basti

Were we now already at 1000 meters altitude, it was now once again higher than 200 feet, the trees disappeared, but still a bit of the natural vegetation was ready for us, a few flowers and strange plants had secured their survival here. On this day by the sun delighted with their presence, which made the walk quite pleasant (though one had the feeling that the backpack would be heavier with every step).
Permit: Strange plant ...

between bricks and stones are always surprised by the sight snow-capped mountains that seemed to come closer and were almost palpable. In between, we could feel the last vestiges of winter, especially Peau enjoyed the snow, because it does not snow in Mexico known as much.
Our first snow ...

But eventually we had to dismount and again and as we already thought that would be 10 kilometers for the day did not end, we saw the hut. To achieve this we had to undertake a seemingly enchanted forest, a mix of Fangorn Forest and lots of Ents (both Mr. the Rings). About my enthusiasm for this wonderful piece of nature I had completely forgotten that I consult for several hours, the loo had to what occurred to me but fortunately in the hut again. The Mackenzie hat was from its construction was a more senior student and for us just a huge bunk bed free, where we slept at the top and the bottom four. With us in the room and Spaniards, were on that later. This time our dinner was almost divine: it was freeze-dried Thai curry, dessert for the other Deluxe oatmeal and hot tea with a beautiful shot! And our rangers, who lived all year in the hut, told after dinner or a few stories from his everyday life. Among other things, he called told by the local owl Mopok which gives a similar sound as kiwis and is active at night. He also mentioned that it was very many years bad luck if you one day Mopok met. Well, Jannika and Peau us a few minutes earlier had shown the pictures of their encounter with the owl!
Now for the Spaniards, known for her temper, and now notorious for their snoring. If I believed that Basti is the greatest "make noises in the night" in the things I was taught in this night of a better one. The fat and rude Spaniards snored so loudly and violently that I could feel the vibrations in the atmosphere had.
sleepy and a bit grumpy so began the third day, with 12 kilometers was the longest route to go. After an endless climb felt it went downhill but the majority, and to my amazement still by magic forest ... wonderful.
The Magic Forest from Routeburn

The largest waterfall on the track, 174 yards threw the water into the depth was, of course, made a rest. Too bad that my space the camera was actually fully occupied since the previous day. Had just a few pictures as Queenstown will be deleted.
At the end of our tracks, it was again steep downhill faster than expected and we arrived at our end! So we had a half hour wait until the bus took us to Te Anau, where we slept the night, waiting for the guys.
A waterfall ... and another weird plant
Just a few short words: it was a great experience, three days and two nights by this wonderful migrate to New Zealand's stunning landscape. The backpack was not easy, but the impressions of mountains, rivers and forests made the steps easier.
And finally, a little bit Rumgepose with badges


The Kepler Track
62 kilometers spread over four days did not hear first particularly burdensome to. However, when einberechnet, that this is not a walk in the park or a shopping spree along the Kurfürstendamm is, but full of a high mountain path Dangers and privations, so the value of the first conquest obvious. Companies such category (eg walking to the South Pole, climbing Mount Everest or just the Kepler Track) stand or fall with an excellent preparation, the quality of the team that surrounds and a professional equipment.
It is also high: the Kepler Track

The rigorous planning of the Kepler track began several months ago in Auckland. It collected all the available weather data for the region "Fiordland" and using a specially developed computer program evaluated. Result was a narrow time window in late November, which should statistically provide the most stable weather. At that time, the huts were already booked for three nights and collected additional information on the route. Furthermore, we started with the physical and mental training. Daily physical exercises such as beer glass lifting and tying shoelaces were intensified, sharpened the mind with Sudoku puzzles, and changed the diet to a diet jelly.
The team consists of experts and luminaries of the international alpine hitchhiker scene. In addition to me in detail the novel from Austria (The man is called "Capricorn Styria" celebrated and honored ...), Fred is from Denmark (on the land mass between North and Baltic Sea climbed it all the eight-thousand ...) and Michael of Schland (Trained in the Brandenburg Switzerland has located there mont blanc massif already met twelve times - backwards).! .
Michael, Roman, moi and Fred ...
Last but not least, the equipment is based on a successful mission. Over the last few weeks has been concerned about special foods such as salami, cheese, canned spaghetti and beans. Supplemented with a colorful assortment of chocolates and a bottle of rum, the supply is thus in the bag. Also specifically for the track, a sleeping bag for $ 8 was purchased (it has been spared no expense or effort!). He holds to 20 ° C warm above zero is about 1.50 meters long and printed with a handsome motorcycle. The track can begin.
begin on Monday by the four heroes their "Tour of suffering." From the picturesque Lake Te Anau to be overcome to achieve the Luxmore Hut on that first expedition 800 meters. Weather Technically Peter is on our side - is paying the years eat each meal, therefore, finally times out. After initial stage is it plain cruel 8 km at a stretch uphill.
nothin 'for wimps: the rise

overtake During the climb, we striding so some other hikers who were probably somewhat overestimated. Also, I must pay tribute to the extremely high initial rate. Only a chocolate dose that normal people would probably miss a sugar rush, keeps me on my feet. We are, as might be expected, much too early at the cottage. Instead of the usual 7 hours of hiking time, we need 4 hours - "Oh my God, what top athletes" have to the other hikers think, as we report the evening with a wonderful grog from our exploits.
The Luxmore Hut with a magnificent backdrop

To be deep in the night told legendary stories and war injuries compared, then the 50-man dormitory attracts visitors with its tropical scents. The competition is not to be despised, but in the opinion of my companions, I am the loudest snorer. The ranger told the next morning that the night deer are mistaken about the hut, looking for the source of the nocturnal mating cries. I turn red.
The second day comes up with a short climb to nearly 1500 meters and then balancing on mountain grades. Usually it goes down the left and right several hundred yards. No question, a wrong step can have fatal consequences. The avalanche danger may mislead us, we finally have a mission to fulfill.
The view you get a sweat ... imHintergrund the other path

The summit cross of Mt Luxmore .. . Background: Lake Te Anau

Once again we set an infernal pace of the day. We will probably again set a new course record. The weather is not at its best. The sun appears only sporadically, while an almost Siberian wind blowing over the ridge. The landscape shows the fjord country of its harsh and secluded but beautiful page.
the resident Kea is a very playful Bergpapagai

After endless miles in the mountains (okay, there were about 12 ...) begins the descent into a tropical-style rain forest. In addition to the dreaded Sandflie swarms now increasingly difficult for small ailments (blisters, back pain) the next round. gain in the hut tasty canned food, and once again the magic potion brewed relief. The exhaustion I can still snore louder than usual perhaps it was not the snoring of the Spaniard, which Jenny has kept 100 miles up? When nighttime urination I hear from the forest kiwi calls. The good can not sleep well.
The last two days the stage actually combine quite well. The route takes us through different types of forests by the streams, rivers and lakes. Were the first days are mostly physically exhausting, so now the head comes into play. The blisters on the feet are enormous and your own body odor causes nausea. Remedy gives the jump in one of the lakes, the water refreshing 10 degrees must have. Somehow, I'm sorry that my Mockermauken will probably cause a species extinction in these waters, but the brutal stench is simply no longer have to endure.
One of the most beautiful mountain lakes in the area

otherwise be written back extremely fast times in the record books. be allowed almost beautiful faster than the police, the final 32 km in little more than 6 hours managed. When we finish we fall into the arms from the sky raining red roses. The civilization has us back.
the hero again ...

We were allowed to make experiences and landscapes to experience that one can not reach by car or by boat and therefore are of untouched beauty. This can be said that, despite sporting approach could absorb a lot of the overwhelming nature. The Résumé is therefore of very short, "We are heroes"

Milford Sound
If you see impressions of New Zealand, it may well be that the Milford Sound plays a major role. He is also part of Fiordland and purpose of our trip was the day after my return. Just getting enchanted with spectacular mountain scenery and rushing streams. At almost every corner of the water falls down in torrents of high steep cliffs. The Milford Sound itself is a former river valley which levels decreased by plate tectonics below sea level, and thereby forms a fjord-like maze of inlets.
wonders of Milford Sound Pretty ...

In this case, the surrounding mountains, however, particularly high and steep, making the landscape look with arresting beauty. Waterfalls cascading down everywhere, most of them only in rainy weather. By boat, we explore the estuary, which gives the weather technically versatile as a chameleon. Alternate every minute bright sunshine, fog and sunshine. Photos en masse shot in the sequence, until one side of the camera battery, the legs up and stretches the other, the "photo-arm is numb. Satisfied, we left at that point that Fiordland, this part of New Zealand but so far was a special highlight of our trip.
Jenny aka Puck, the Stubenpfliege likes what she sees ...

very photogenic ... a waterfall in the distance ...
... and up close ...

soon ... Jenny and Basti



Saturday, November 27, 2010

Ceramic Birds By Andrea

Gen south ... The water


Gen South / Road Trip everyday

Latest Announcement: left
+ + + West Coast behind us + + + glacier admired + + + penguins found + + + Jet Boat "flown" + + + + + + visit Queenstown Christmas Secret Santa + + + Mental and moral preparation for mountaineering + + +

is slowly but surely conquered the South


It is time to leave the scenic West Coast, it draws us into the scenic region of the Southern Alps, we need not mention well The ride is most scenic landscape there - but I do it ...
expected The first highlight of the icy area us in the form of Fox Glaciers. Actually we planned loose and relaxed to climb the glacier by foot (I'm in Canada had good experiences with it). Upon arrival we will verklickert however, that the glacier tongue forbidden and very dangerous for tourists, but alternatively you can join for $ 150 apiece on a guided tour. Scandalous! We decide to save the coal and therefore explore both a primeval-looking sea and the foot of the glacier - of course in proper distance. We get so a very good impression of the enormous size of the Eisgiganten.
The Fox Glacier looks in the photos do not look great as he is ... mmh

... maybe you have it better here.

gets Above all, my very good feel for the power of nature and the destructiveness of human beings. We are in the glacial valley at the point where it was 50 years ago still eternal ice. That is impressive and frightening in equal measure. Maybe we should turn all serving energy-saving light bulbs and turning the dripping faucet. The permanent ice in any event is reflected in this rainy day, unfortunately not quite as colorful, but we can guess that all variants of blue in sunshine may come to light.

The Continue south 'are pretty rainy, which is a shame, because we can only imagine the magnificent mountain scenery. The mountain summits are usually covered in a thick milk soup, but even so, a very interesting and soothing atmosphere. A small highlight, we have offered on a beach south of the glacier. After a short hike through a (really) deep forest, we enter a remote coastal area, the habitat of some penguins.
A strange rock formation and some droll sea creatures ... I'm not saying where!

After a short Aufspürphase we stumble quasi two of these funny creatures that are probably just as scared as we do and want to remain puzzled - until the next wave washes away her. Well, tough luck!
funny ... and tollpatschich. The two are soon blown away by a wave.

But we are lucky and get a few other penguins to face, do not frighten Sun Are busier with the daily hygiene and personal care can not be bothered by Basti, which graceful as a walrus on perceived to three meters creeps to the penguins!
Here again on the beach, with an energetic look

few hours' drive from the scene of the city Wanaka is located in one of the Great Lakes. On the one hand, the area is perfect for hiking and exploring the surrounding mountains, on the other hand, the "jet-boat-driving" one.
Lake Hawea, one of the very photogenic "Great Lakes" New Zealand

Since the former is covered heavily in view of the hardships of the coming week, we decide to come to the pleasure of a 80 km / h cruise. The experience can be really quite good with the words "Hui" and "Yippee" describe. Besides a couple of obligatory facts about the surrounding nature provides us with one of the nerve gas foot-appointed captain with an overdose of adrenaline and the corresponding permanent grin.
coffee and cake would be comfortable with this trip inappropriate / dangerous ...

At another lake, but very close, is Queenstown, the self-proclaimed world capital of extreme sports (unofficially, the world capital of overpriced price). I hand over to Jenny for detailed descriptions.
sunset in the port of Queenstown. ps: At that time, I was already in the country Lumma!

And while almost all of our funny tour group pondering on which way they can make their lives difficult, whether with bungee jumping or skydiving, we could all just be a blind eye and made us a leisurely day in Queenstown.
Our arrival proved to be very rainy, and a little regret we left the sunny Wannaka have. But yes no avail, because the evening we had a date with the other, to bring back a little Christmas spirit. We should all get a trash gift, a little something from the few half-bliss that we so carries in New Zealand. Sorry, wanted to join Sun Basti's otherwise steeled body that night and not quite in preparation for the Kepler track, we then decided (albeit very reluctantly) that prefer to Basti Apartment is rolling. Of course we have the Basti dwarves not forget, in exchange for his gift, he also got a totally useless mini face towel in pink!
The next day greeted us with sunshine, ideal preparation for a walk. We climbed the mountain to the gondola station, an unspectacular but very steep trail for 40 minutes cost us sweat, and my good mood (I was allowed to wear the backpack, because Basti had to save a bit of course). But we were rewarded with a great view over the city, a Bobby-Car-racing and a gondola ride.
The Soapbox departure with fabulous views over Queenstown and the surrounding mountains ...

Then it was clarified a few organizational matters with the group to go shopping for the track and for four days to say Tschüssi Basti. But a day is not a good action without tears: just at the moment where Basti was on the way to Te Anua, I remembered that I forgot a few things in the four-wheeled apartment. Thanks to the help of a kiwi (I of course had no credit on my mobile phone) I got my other things and again a big smacker.
Bussi, and a leisurely first Advent! See you soon!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Lump When Cutting Wisdom Teeth




Already in the South Island, we are now on the west coast

After the last mountain and volcano world of the North Island was put under the microscope, turns this time all about the refreshing element of water. The journey takes us from the capital Wellington on the Marlborough Sounds, the Abel Tasman National Park and a lake to the west coast of South Island.

Wellington
Under the plan, we should first reach Wellington on Saturday because we had to spend the night before, in a national park across the bay from Wellington. However, the camp presented to be very, very easy out and we desperately needed electricity! So we welcomed New Zealand's capital city with a stiff breeze.
Happily, soon the South Island travel to be allowed to ... Jenny and Basti on a beach at Wellington

The camp was quickly found and booked after careful consideration for two nights. After a stormy night in the wind-torn campers on Saturday morning we headed into the city. There, we were reasonably agreed with a few students from Auckland. Since my card reading skills were set due to a faulty card expire, Basti had to find their way alone through Wellington to a cheap parking. But the master is so reliable! Our first stop was the local museum as "Te Papa" called. Free admission sweetened this matter yet and after three hours of great and informative exhibitions and installations, we were on our way to the City Center to conquer. It was quite clearly that Wellington is firstly are very European, run around a lot of alternative students and the second can not get lost. Of course, we took a cable car, a red cable car, then to traipse through the Botanical Garden is back! So all around a beautiful day in the city, with lots of wind and a little drizzle and finally there was a ne coffee and hot chocolate!
The view from the Botanical Garden: Wellington and soup


The crossing
The day begins with a rather nasty time from 6.15 clock. The ferry leaves at 8:35 clock, but you really have to be there an hour before - crap! Quasi-sleep trance in the campervan is stowed in the belly of the ship, then it's off for Jenny and me on deck.
Our ferry in the port of Wellington

We want to enjoy the fresh air and what to see. The fact that the crossing of Cook Strait as quite bumpy and stormy, and is was wished us good luck on departure for the trip, can not stop us. And rightly so! The horror trip turns out to be coffee journey, the crossing of the River Spree is probably more exciting.

North Island adopted a very friendly grab

We have a few nice places on the sunny leeward side and enjoy the ride (even on mobile phones, the results day of the game have been checked, the Berlin Baskets are still waiting for their first win). After three hours of pure relaxation is Picton, a sleepy port city on the South Island reached. Here, briefly filled the storage tanks in order to survive the next few days self-sufficient in the wilderness of the Marlborough sounds.


Marlborough Sounds
This maze of islands, peninsulas and fjords in the north of the island of enchanting solitude and soothing atmosphere, even if the weather is not so hot. Actually known as the sunniest region of New Zealand, to show us the sounds of their cloud-page - was somehow clear. As has probably not eaten anybody. I am not at fault, which shows the roundness of my "keg". But that's another topic ... The sounds are definitely a good place to relax your soul. Few people are spread over many secluded coves. But the solitude has its price. The arrival of very heavy serpentine streets is worse than roller coaster ride. Even for me as a driver's is not quite so comforting in the stomach. And one should also take time: for a very short distance of about 35 kilometers you will ever need an hour. Finally arrived at the campground just the surrounding area is explored, and then provide a delicious menu boxes on his feet. For Chicken Curry anyone can sleep well, so the eyes after a short jingle nightcap then also considerable. The case calls and we obey - Good night!
Bunter as ne mixing palette: the colors in the sounds

Today we have the Weka met. A bird can not fly like the kiwi. But the Weka is much more robust and very, very curious and very cute to watch! However, this bird is also on the list of endangered species!

Abel Tasman
After a relaxing night, we are the first to wake up and the first (and only our small tour group that in this day Towards Abel Tasman National Park), departing. First, it looks very nice sunny, but the closer we come to the sea, the more beautiful it becomes. Short Basti wiedermal doubt in my card reader arts, because we had taken the wrong turn to the Abel Tasman National Park. However, it was more a communication problem, we both wanted to various campsites. Short shot and on it went.
shell on the beach

After we parked our apartment and supplied with electricity, we walked a bit on Beach of the Tasman Sea along and made us think about our walk tomorrow! Ultimately we decided on a water taxi. But for the same! Delicious potato prepared a la Jenny ourselves for a good night.
Beautiful, the coastline of Abel Tasman National Park

The next morning gave us almost no pleasure, for a piece of paper hanging on the shower, that the power The hot water may be gone in the next hour would! Beautiful crap. If you had to say earlier. But as the New Zealanders Now times are relaxed, had Basti and I still get lucky and were the last who could take a shower this morning! Consequently, it was our hike through the freshly showered start Abel Tasman National Park! The park consists of many, many small sheltered coves that can only be reached on foot along a brisk walk through fern forests or by water taxi. We chose a small march of 11.7 km, which we did a similar tropical plants! The hike in 30 degree wind chill in the sun but was rewarded with a beautiful beach.
Streams of sweat flowed to this photo shoot

Water invited to swim, but it was really cold! And now the water taxi: We had no desire to run back all the way back, we decided the day before back for a ride by water taxi. A beautiful thing that would calm can last even longer. touted

Lake Rotoroa
by many guidebooks as one of the most beautiful mountain lakes of the island, we were attracted to this beautiful lake. In human tourists, the lake is a secret, now under sandflies yes, malls ... Even when opening the passenger door on us is a welcome committee of those pesky bloodsuckers. A short but relatively valid photo session later, it is clear that the evening well spent in the camper is completely barricaded. Too bad, because the planned hike to a waterfall drops into the water. But as real opportunists we decide to make the best of the situation and about: food! This time, the doses menu is complemented by a delicious salad - No one wants to suffer from scurvy!
postcard-perfect Lake Rotoroa (Who does not want to go down to blood shortage, which should necessarily think of bug spray!)


West Coast

Yes, yes, is the West Coast already is exciting. As our day started again with sandflies, we escaped very rapidly in the West (like many others before us ;-)). Our first stop was George Buller, a suspension bridge across a raging river. This area was in earlier times often hit by earthquakes. Crossing the bridge was a little odd, but was great fun. The subsequent hike through the park became an obstacle course, especially as I again in flip-flops walked'm going.
overcomes the Buller River ...
... and winds through the mountains

Our next stop was Westport. First refuel and get food supplies, it also went further already. Spontaneous us turn led to a seal colony near Westport. A very nice facility, with many Wekas, beautiful beaches and Rock formations and lazy in the sun lying around seals. I almost thought of seeing Basti on the stones, but now stood beside me.
picture puzzle: If you find the seal (s)?

went after the seal is further along the coast. In Punakaiki Pancake Rocks and blowholes were waiting for us. The Pancake Rocks had received its name because of their shape (but really they did not look like pancakes). We arrived a little late, however, as the tide again more nearly low tide, so we Blowholes experienced only suggested. Nevertheless, there could well sit down and be happy for hours and listen to the waves. So we remained in this same place with the funny name, made delicious dinner and watch the sunset.
The pancakes are served
cuddly mood ...
the middle of things instead of this: black swans in courtship
... in Farnwald
Jenny speaks with a family Weka
We talk to us - Jenny and Basti