
A walk around the peninsula in Kaikura yielded intense sunlight...the hole in the ozone layer is simply brutal here - even the sea lions of sunburns.

Not quite to fjorland yet...though the beautiful coastline of Kaikura is still a fishing mecca.

No people its not a lie...the sheep are almost as prevalent as blades of grass on this impossibly fertile landscape. Snow capped peaks guard the countryside at every turn, leaving you with cricks in the neck and swerves to the shoulder of the road.

The bird, the myth, the legend, the icon from which a country takes its namesake...the KIWI. An adorable, almost furry little creature its closest relative are the now extinct Moa (an infathomably massive creature) and other large flightless birds like the Emu. What lies beneath the attachment of this country to this enigmatic little creature? Is there some sense of eccentricity? An ironic sense of humor?
The Marae at the Auckland Museum...another collaborative effort contributed to by 'iwi' from around the country, though serving quite a different function than the Marae at the university which is maintained as an actual meeting house.
Was I not right about the kiwi? Chicken+bagpipe=kiwi
ReplyDeleteI love the kiwi! They're an excellent example of vestigial structures for my evolution unit. Did you get to see any live ones? The lush green pastures and snow-capped mountainscape is quite alluring...
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