January 2, 2012

Kaikoura flora... (NZ)

When you have an intuitively good feeling about a place, it's easy to look around and see beautiful things. Colour was big in NZ.

On South Island there were wildflowers almost everywhere – by the roadside, on stream and river beds and banks, at the back of beaches. (Yellow has always been my favourite colour.) At times the sea was a most extraordinary light turquoise colour and the mountains a purple haze in the hot afternoon sun. I have never counted so many blue hues in a landscape.








These tall, purple-blue flowers were all over the place. They are Viper's Bugloss, or Blue Borage, which flowers from December to March. Blue Borage honey is particularly pure (there is a low risk of pesticide and chemical contamination) and has a delicate flavour with a herbal or fruity scent. It is not a cultivated plant: it grows wild in dry areas with poor soils. South Island is a primary source of Viper's Bugloss honey.

There seemed to be lots of different trees (from Oz): they were often clumped in close proximity, creating pleasing arboreal patchworks.








Related to Australian Melaleuca, the Manuka (above), or tea tree*, is a common shrub or small tree with whitish or pinkish flowers. It's well-known for its antibacterial properties and is also used in honey production.

New Zealand boasts its own tree ferns. These were in the Puhi Puhi valley near Hapuku.

Lone sentinels were a feature of the landscape, and included 'my tree', the subject of many photographs taken from Hapuku Lodge. One afternoon I got as close as I could to it, also in the Puhi Puhi valley.





The silver fern has become New Zealand's unofficial national symbol and the All Blacks' (and other teams' and organisations') logo. When we first arrived, we enthused about all impressive ferns in the hope that they were the one, but in fact none of them was. Rather like New Zealand's official national symbol, the Kiwi**, they are few and far between. Neither of these is a Silver Fern.


Flax is one of New Zealand's most distinctive native plants. It isn't related to flax as we Europeans know it but was given the same name by settlers since it produces similar long leaf fibres. The Maori have long used it for clothing, sandals, baskets, mats, cooking utensils, string and rope, animal traps, fishing nets and lines, sails and rigging, roofing, a host of medicinal purposes and as a sweetener (using the nectar).










…and fauna
Birds love flax flowers which makes them easier to photograph; the birds, that is. The Yellowhammer (below) was imported from Europe (where is it now in decline) in 1862 and quickly established itself throughout New Zealand's islands. Only the male has a bright yellow head, and the duller females are often mistaken for House Sparrows, of which there are many. The Sparrows look fatter and more robust than their European cousins.



The Tui (above) is a member of the honeyeater family and a real New Zealand character. It didn't seem to mind sharing its patch with Hapuku's guests, and provided an almost constant vocal presence. I noticed frequent twittering birdsong that reminded me of home, and at first I assumed it must be several birds. The Tui, however, has two voice boxes that enable it to produce a range of very different sounds, and even imitate humans, like a parrot.

Talking of which, Red-crowned Parakeets, or Kakariki, were being reared in an 'incubator' at Hapuku Lodge as part of a breeding programme. Endemic to New Zealand, the birds are seriously endangered because of habitat destruction and predation by invading mammals. The Lodge plans to release the parrots' offspring every autumn in the hope that they'll stick around and establish a resident colony in the Manuku grove beneath the tree houses. The Kakariki were curious and friendly and made soothing chuntering noises.

The Black-backed Gull, or Karoro, is a bit of a bruiser. It's a huge great thing (bigger than Brighton's monsters back home) and described as 'robust, intelligent, opportunistic and aggressive' (http://www.nzbirds.com).


The Red-billed Gull – a relative of Australia's Silver Gull – is gregarious and loves gravel beaches and rocky headlands so is at home here.





I had never seen an Albatross before. (Thanks to my friend for the picture above, and the whales below.) As our whale-watching boat scoured the ocean for spouts, these magnificant birds rose and swooped, never flapping but quietly gliding using their massive wingspan. I'm fairly confident this is a Buller's Albatross. We probably saw different varieties, and of Petrels. Most were impossible to ID without reference, and our minds were on other things at the time, namely Sperm Whales.

These creatures are year-round visitors to Kaikoura, but are by no means the only whales to frequent these teeming waters. Migrating Humpbacks, Southern Rights, Blue Whales and Pilot Whales also visit. Sperm Wales are the largest toothed animals and we were lucky enough to see those teeth. The whales usually spend about ten minutes on the surface breathing – they looked a bit like logs, I thought – before diving back down to the depths to feed again. One we saw, however, didn't flip his tail up and head down, and our guides thought he might be feeding just below the surface. A few minutes later, he reappeared, open-mouthed and brandishing an impressive row of bottom teeth.

Sperm whales are the squareheads of the ocean. As well as holding the largest brain ever known on earth, their massive head contains large quantities of what is called spermaceti; but the oily fluid is not sperm. Its function is not entirely understood but is believed to help the whale regulate its buoyancy when diving and resurfacing: it solidifies in the cold depths into a waxy substance. Sperm whales dive to about 1,000 metres after giant squid, and can hold their breath for about 90 minutes while doing so.

Whale watching vessels compare sightings to help each other predict where and when whales might surface next, and use underwater microphones to detect the whales' calls. We spent about two and a half hours on the water and saw three or four Sperm Whales in that time. Unfortunately we didn't see any Dusky Dolphins – they hang out further inshore. (You can swim with them on dolphin encounter tours organised from Kaikoura.) We did see a small shark, possibly a young Blue.




We did have several encounters with New Zealand Fur Seals (Kekeno in Maori). They can be seen all around the coast of South Island, but look carefully because sometimes they're barely distinguishable from rocks. We visited the seal colony at Ohau, a few kilometres north of Hapuku (start looking out for seals from Half Moon Bay onwards), and we also spotted them around the Kaikoura Peninsula. Both these sites are haul-out points. Seals look very awkward on land, but can move quite quickly. You should not approach to within 20 metres of one, and never place yourself between a seal and its escape route to the sea: they have sharp teeth and males are quite bulky.

Seals are extremely graceful movers in the water. They can dive for food for about ten minutes, and to a depth of up to 300 metres, but it's usually more like a couple of minutes at most. When they haul themselves out on to rocks there's a lot of jostling for position and squabbling. Youngsters keep out of the way of dominant males who seem to do a lot of posturing and showing off, but are seen off by protective females. The breeding season is November-December and pups are born from November to January. They're weaned by the following September. There were quite a few babies on the rocks at Ohau Point.






A short, easy walk inland from a large car park on the left of Highway 1 (travelling north) will get you to the Ohau waterfall. At the base is a plunge pool where young seals gather in winter to play. We weren't there at the right time of year, but a couple of young adults were making their way down the boulder-strewn creek to the sea. We were on the bank of the stream, and the seals clocked us, but they cautiously made their way past within less than a metre of where we were sitting, motionless. As if to reassure themselves, one looked back at the other and they touched noses. My friend caught this delightful moment on camera.



* So-called because Captain Cook used the leaves to make a tea-style drink

** Each of the five species of Kiwi live in isolated pockets, four on South Island and one on North. All are endangered as a result of deforestation and predation by invasive mammals such as stoats, ferrets, cats and dogs


January 1, 2012

Happy New Zealand

On the key plan of any Europe-centred atlas, you'll find New Zealand slipping off the bottom right-hand corner, elongated and not quite right. I realised this when I returned from my first visit to to these isolated Antipodean islands and needed to compare the latitudes of familiar wine regions of France and other Mediterranean wine-producers with those of Marlborough, and of temperate northern climes with that of South Island.

In the mid-90s I worked on a reputable wine book (for a well-known French publisher) being produced in a house in Kingston-upon-Thames (southwest of London). We were obviously including New Zealand's lauded wines, but while we were doing so the editor-in-chief's parents were touring NZ and regularly sending postcards from the edge. The landscape defied description of its beauty. One day I had to see it for myself.

My ultimate aim is to tour both North and South islands, a plan aided and abetted years ago by a dear friend from Dunedin with whom I worked in another London publishing house. She told me of tramping tracks and glaciers and wild, wild vistas to take your breath away and transform photo ops into obligatory reportage. This visit was a starter trip, however. A taster by way of a special (Christmas) treat; lots of relaxation and communing with some truly extraordinary nature.

Our base was Kaikoura, a two-and-a-half-hour drive on State Highway 1 north of Christchurch. New Zealand's second-largest city suffered yet more earth tremors* – in fact, a clutch of 5+ serious shakes – on the morning of our departure. Jetstar saw fit to cancel our flight and jeopardise our entire trip, but that's another story. We made it 24 hours later, arriving in the early hours of Christmas morning. The star-spangled heavens were a wondrous sight at 2.30 am.

Kaikoura is blessed with a spectacular mountain backdrop and a wealth of wildlife delights. The town nestles along the northern sweep of a limestone peninsula jutting into the Pacific. The continental shelf plunges into the 1,300-metre-deep Kaikoura Canyon not far offshore. It's a 'biomass hotspot', and the riches of upwelling water attract many sea mammals as well as birds and fish.

Maori legend tells that a demigod, Maui, placed himself upon the Peninsula and fished New Zealand's North Island from the ocean depths. Maori settled the Kaikoura region 700-800 years before Captain Cook sailed by in the 1770s. Europeans came and began whaling in 1842, a practice that continued until the 1920s**. After that the town turned to farming and crayfish-harvesting until the 1980s, when tourism took off. Despite lots of visitors, the town retains an unhurried, peaceable, almost bygone feel.

We knew little of this beforehand: we came here because Hapuku Lodge & Tree Houses looked like our kind of place. When I drew back the curtains of our smart suite a few hours after our mid-night arrival, I could barely contain my excitement. And grabbed the camera.



About 12km north of Kaikoura, Hapuku Lodge sits at the foot of the Seaward Kaikoura Range and within a large stone's-throw of the ocean. There's wow-factor in every direction.


It's hard to imagine a lovelier location in which to marvel at stunning as well as stylish surroundings. There's a pool with a view; custom-designed wooden furniture; lush native plants and endless catchy birdsong; a deer paddock; cool marble tiling; huge beds with the softest merino and possum-fur blankets (it gets chilly at night); big stripy pots and Middle Eastern and Indian rugs; delicious food (including homemade olive oil, cute little sweet and savoury scones and home-grown Gewürztraminer); rainforest showers and deep soaking tubs; and warm-and-friendly staff who cater to needs in the least obtrusive way.








The concept of Hapuku Lodge grew out of a deer farm† established in the early 1990s. Construction began in 2000 and the Lodge opened three years later, slow progress resulting from the high-quality spec, environmental considerations and a devastating big wind. A big attraction are Hapuku's five tree houses perched above a native Manuka (tea tree) grove. Ten metres above the ground, these were added in 2006 to capture the imagination – and not just of young visitors. Unfortunately we didn't get to stay in one of these this time, but we loved our spacious more-like-an apartment-than-a-room in the main lodge (a huge advantage in inclement weather).

All accommodation is finished to the sort of level you'd choose for your own home if you earned enough dosh. The woodworks are probably the best thing, but I even liked most of the art. Attention to detail is key – coffee beans, grinder and plunger in our kitchen area, a little bottle of fresh milk and homemade chocolate-chip cookies supplied every day, and large bottles of lovely bath products, not silly little samples.

Even more than beautiful embellishments, comfort and joy in just about everything around us, we appreciated Hapuku's green credentials. Food in the restaurant is locally sourced (including from their own organic kitchen garden) and all wines are New Zealand; the timber used in construction and furnishing was responsibly sourced and much of the imported wood was recycled; all rooms are well insulated and double-glazed; thousands of native plants and trees have been planted in the grounds to maintain local species, attract birds, and act as a carbon sink; and all kitchen waste is composted. The Lodge aims to 'reduce, recycle and compost', and constantly reviews day-to-day operations with this mind. Their initial goal is to be 75 per cent waste free, but ultimately 100 per cent.

The town of Kaikoura recently gained Earthcheck Gold Community Certification following its efforts at community sustainability††. There appears to be a genuine desire in this spectacular part of the world to make New Zealand tourism sustainable, which is commendable. Lessons to be learned closer to home, I think.

Kaikoura district is part of the Canterbury region of South Island. It is a great destination for wilderness walks through dramatic landscapes; for encounters with whales, seals, dolphins, albatrosses and more; and for fishing, kayaking, river rafting, skydiving, llama trekking, stargazing, surfing and paddle boarding. It's within easy striking distance (about an hour and a half's drive) of some of the best wines in the world, in Marlborough; and there's Maori history and culture to study. Or you can just look at and chill in a beautiful place. We only had a week; I wish it had been more.

Our first full day was Christmas Day, and Hapuku Lodge was providing Christmas dinner for its guests that evening. It was warm and sunny and we explored our immediate vicinity, by walking along the stop bank beyond the tree houses down to the broad river bed of the Hapuku River, and following its stoney course down to the beach. Being an adoptive Aussie gal, I'm a bit beach-obsessive. (I probably always have been.) So I have to confess to being a tad disappointed by the beaches along this stretch of New Zealand coast: forget soft pale sand, right? I was soon distracted, however, by a seagull spa in the freshwater at the river mouth,

a wall of fish (Kahawai) in the waves,

a million seabirds fishing (Shearwaters, we think)

dramatic beach detritus, presumably washed down by the Hapuku in flood

…wildflowers in abundance


and, of course, the stunning mountain backdrop.

We had no map and stumbled our way back to Hapuku Lodge with a little help from some neighbours whose Christmas Day celebrations I crashed to ask for directions. They offered me a beer! I like this country.


Then it was back to get ready for Christmas dinner, toast our good fortune and plan our explorations.



* Christchurch suffered a 7.1 magnitude earthquake on 4 September 2010. There was widespread damage, especially in the CBD, but only two serious injuries and one death. Thousands of aftershocks have occurred since, one of them, on 22 February 2011 and of magnitude 6.3, causing 181 deaths (115 of them in the Canterbury Television building alone) and considerable further damage to buildings and infrastructure weakened by the 2010 event. (Some seismologists consider the February quake a separate event since it occurred on a different fault system.) More strong aftershocks occurred from May until October, and continue into 2012, following shocks of magnitude 5-6 on 23 and 24 December

** Maoris did not hunt whales. If one happened to beach and perish, then they would make use of every bit of it, but a whale was considered a gift

For venison, antler velvet (used in traditional Chinese medicine and other health remedies, most recently for growth stimulants) and trophies (the size, structure and symmetry of antlers determine their trophy potential)


This post was last updated on 15 January 2012