Bay Of Islands, NZ.

Scanning the playground, deciding where to anchor. An embarrassment of choices.
It’s peak season for the Pacific oyster harvest, by truckload and by handful.
Stylish sea gull sipping rosé in its Louboutins.

While a whole fleet of sailing vessels still coming down from Tonga and Fiji continues to be battered by the waves – with SV Ruffian dismasted and SV Agape sunk (though all aboard were rescued by SV Zipper) – we do feel rather guilty about the good times we’re having here in New Zealand’s Bay of Islands. Our passage only 11 days ago was rough as well, but fortunately O2 bravely faced the ocean and arrived safely in one piece. And so did we. Shorts and T-shirts by day, sweaters and duvets from dusk till dawn—we love it. We feel as though New Zealand has already adopted us.

New Zealand, where life is ‘sweet as,’ most things are ‘good as gold,’ and where the locals are down-to-earth while the slender seagulls wear red lipstick , a touch of red mascara, and strut around in red soled Louboutin shoes.After the recent dry spell of limited fresh veggies and fruits, and in preparation for our walk on the wild side later on , we’ve dived headfirst into all the goodies that The Bay of Islands has to offer. First, we celebrated O2’s great performance and her 5-year anniversary with a splurge at an upscale restaurant called Terra, in the town of Paihia. The meal was super delicious—‘sweet as,’ as the Kiwis would say—but, unsurprisingly, quite pricey. On the taxi ride back to the Opua marina, Wayne, the cab driver asked if we knew the origin of the name Terra. ‘It’s derived from terrAbly expensive,’ he said with a booming laugh, and gave us a discount on the ride. As I said, ‘good as gold”, these Kiwis are.

The next day, we tied up our dinghy at Omata Vineyard’s hitching post like it was our horse, and strolled the 1-kilometer path through the woods to see what the vineyard had in store. Quite a lot, as it turned out. Afterward, My Captain was more than satisfied to restock the empty wine bilge with some quality bottles of syrah and pinot gris.

At first, a reluctant Empire didn’t want to add Māori troubles to an already heavy load. But the British nationals loved the territory of New Zealand: just like home, only better. So the Empire felt like they had no choice but go for it.
At the Centennial of the Treaty of Waitangi, New Zealand experienced a kind of Lumumba moment: while the English Crown wanted to celebrate, the Māori were not really in the mood for having a party and said so out loud.

These first weeks on New Zealand soil have also provided plenty of food for thought. Our initial immersion into the historical and present-day relationship between Māori and Pākehā—descendants of white European settlers—showed significant progress since the days of conflict and the treacherous 1840 Treaty that left the Māori lost in translation. On purpose.

It is a history of land theft and broken promises to the point that even late Queen Elizabeth felt the need to utter a formal apology for it all as late as 1995. Things had been that bad for that long. However, tides have turned for the better. There is a strong Māori revival going on and we bought ourselves a Te Reo (Māori language) dictionary to get a better grasp. During that eye opening visit to the historic Treaty Grounds in Waitangi, we also bumped into a joyful group of schoolchildren, united in their diversity—Kiwis alike on a history field trip and clearly having a ball. Just like us, they were captivated by the dancing, the Māori storytelling, and the rich culture. Everything is gonna be alright.

The oldest church and graveyard in all of New Zealand in a place called Kororāreka which means sweet penguin. (not because they thought the penguin to be cute , but because of its tasty flesh). It used to be known as the “hell hole” of the 19th century, what with all the traders and whalers that hit town in search of “Wein, Weib und Gesang.” The name has changed to Russell, it is quite upscale , and the only singing comes for regular birds now.
This war canoe can hold over 100 paddlers. To us, it all has a very strong British Columbia First Nations ring to it.
The stump of the huge Kauri tree that was felled to construct a 35-meter-long waka taua, or war canoe.

Each time we drop anchor some place different in the Bay of Islands, we set off “tramping”—Kiwi English for hiking—beneath dramatic skies. The trails are alive with birdsong, thanks to the conservation efforts of the “Island Song” project. New Zealanders take the fight against “pests” like possums (it’s a pity these cute little buggers have a taste for eggs) rats, and Australian skinks (kind of lizard) very seriously, with traps discreetly placed throughout the islands and reminders for visitors like us to keep our boat and gear clean. The ultimate goal is to pull the kiwi bird back from the brink of extinction. At a local quirky little art gallery, where among other things also possum-skull art was on display, the gallery owner proudly announced that it had recently been safe enough to release 13 more kiwi birds into the wild. And with that, another possum bit the dust.

This piece is called “The Monarchs.” It’s real possum skulls adorned with butterfly wings and “harakeke” or New Zealand flax. It costs NZ$ 175.
This stylised make-believe skull and feathers, we could appreciate more. NZ$ 175.
This is the native Tui bird with its white tufts called “poi”. (Our camera man is not around, unfortunately) Māori women swing poi balls around while dancing the “poi”.
Three real possum skulls on a bed of rosella (small parrots) feathers. The piece is called “Three notes” after the noise rosellas make when alarmed. It costs NZ$ 300.

4 comments on “Bay Of Islands, NZ.”

  1. Jenny Clement says:

    congratulations on arriving safely in NZ! It’s one of our favourite places on the planet. A local described it as ‘Canada without the flat bit in the middle’ and that resonated!

    I have a question about your watch schedule: how long are your overnight watches when it’s just the two of you? We have been doing 4 hours but have only done 2-3 days in a row so I was wondering what you do?

    Thank you for the ongoing inspiration! We can’t wait to take our Astrea further than the Bahamas.
    Jenny & Greig
    Toronto, “Decompression”

    1. Viv says:

      Well hello Jenny! We love New Zealand already, although we do miss British Columbia eagles , bears, sea otters etc. But the New Zealand birds, oh the birds!

      We think the Bahamas are a great jumping off point for longer passages. And yes, we stick to 4 hour shifts which we keep up during the day, taking glorious naps on deck in the sun, weather permitting. The main problem is breaking this routine once we have reached our destination, with me bright eyed in the middle of the night and Luc pottering around in the kitchen at 3 AM. Otherwise, it’s all good.

      Enjoy your upcoming travels on sv Decompression. We love the name!
      Bay of Islands, NZ
      Luc & Viviane

  2. Nicole Meul says:

    Wat een prachtige ervaring!Je leert dingen waar je het bestaan niet van weet!Om nooit te vergeten!Geniet ervan!A once-in-a-lifetime experience!Super !Allerliefste groetjes!Nicole

    1. Viv says:

      Dankjewel Nicole. Het klopt dat we soms het gevoel hebben van in een roze bubbel te leven. We volgen het wereldnieuws vanop afstand. Er gebeuren toch wel erge dingen, terwijl wij hier wat bamboucheren. Onwezenlijk soms. Van harte warme groeten terug.🥰

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