|Posted by Tara Mulvany on January 28, 2014 at 4:20 AM||comments (4)|
When I first began thinking seriously about the north island trip, the entrance to the Kaipara Harbour was the place I was most concerned about. The harbour is one of the largest in the Southen hemisphere. I'd heard and read nothing but horrific accounts of shipwrecks, drownings, giant breakers that extended more than 10km out to sea. And to top it off, the middle of the entrance is known as the 'Graveyard'. From the beginning, I was terrified. But I chose not to be controlled by that fe...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on January 28, 2014 at 4:15 AM||comments (0)|
After a couple of days in Auckland, Peter drove me down to Huia while the rest of the city was still sleeping. I packed my boat by the waters edge and then we slipped onto a dark but glassy sea. An orange glow slowly crept over the edge of the hills as the world woke to a new day. The hills were silouetted and the air was still. I felt good. The tide had just turned and a strong current swept us towards the harbour entrance, about 5km away. Peter paddled with me till the entrance, then ...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on January 22, 2014 at 3:45 AM||comments (2)|
Well I have made it to Manakau Harbour after an 'interesting' week. When I was working in the Whitsundays I happened to meet a kiwi couple, Christine and Nicol, who invited me to stay when I paddled past Raglan. Unfortunately Christine was away, but Nicol kindly came and collected me from Manu Bay, and I spent three days staying at his family's Bach with his brother Pete and partner Mel. Nicol is the first beekeeper I've ever met. And the only other beekeeper I've heard of was Sir Ed...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on January 14, 2014 at 6:50 PM||comments (3)|
Warning: this is a long post.
Deep in the Roaring Forties lies a lonely island. It's known as Rakiura, the land of the glowing skies. In 1770, on Captain Cooks first visit to southern New Zealand on board the Endeavour, he mistakingly thought the island was connected to the South Island. He named it South Cape - probably the biggest error on the first map charted of New Zealand. For a long time, a circumnavigation of Stewart Island had been at the back of my mind. When Si...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on January 13, 2014 at 7:30 PM||comments (2)|
On a dark squally morning I paddled away from Opunake. Mt Taranaki stood tall in the distance, it's summit covered in a fresh dusting of snow. I rode a 3m south west swell towards the cape, passing the lighthouse and the point that I had turned around days before. The swell picked up around the cape, but soon it swept me north. Squawking gannets flew above and a school of fish followed close behind me. I hoped they weren't being chased by something big, and I especially hoped it wasn't...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on January 5, 2014 at 7:15 PM||comments (1)|
On Saturday I went for a paddle. A 9 hour paddle. For 500m of gain.
The day began much the same as many other early morning departures. I checked the weather at 5.30am, and based on my predictions from the charts on metvuw.com, and the marine forecasts, I thought I had about a 7hour weather window. I was aiming for a boat ramp just past Cape Egmont, just under 30km away. With a south westerly swell and a slight north westerly wind, I was confident I'd make it to the ca...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on December 29, 2013 at 7:25 PM||comments (8)|
In Patea I was welcomed into the motor camp like a celebrity, and the lovely owners gave me a cabin for the night for my $10 camping fee. Awesome. And my stay was made even more awesome by the family staying next to me who treated like a queen. They asked me a million questions whilst feeding me cookies, brandy snaps filled with cream and steaming cappuccinos. For dinner they cranked up their deep fryer and I feasted on some greasy goodness. They had set the standards high for Taranaki l...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on December 27, 2013 at 10:15 PM||comments (3)|
So things didn't go quite as smoothly as I had hoped since Wanganui.. But I have finally made it to Patea!
Yesterday morning I woke at 5am and checked the updated forecast - 20 knots of South easterly winds and a 2m easing SW swell. Perfect. I pulled down my yellow nylon home, packed my boat and paddled downstream with the outgoing tide towards the sea. All was going to plan until I reached the river mouth. It was breaking right across but did...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on December 26, 2013 at 1:55 AM||comments (1)|
I spent Christmas Day living the hobo dream, camped behind some bushes near the river and hidden from the road by a derelict train. My goal for the day was to eat as much as possible, in an attempt to get fat for the week ahead. The long range outlook was good, and I mentally prepared myself for long days on the water, for at least a couple of days in a row. It was critical that I made the most of small swell days and south easterly winds. In between feasting on lolly cake, carrots and hum...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on December 22, 2013 at 9:10 PM||comments (0)|
After my paddle across the Cook Strait, I was lucky to spend a day staying with Anna and Logie - thanks heaps!! Then early in the morning of the 19th, Logie drove me back down to the waters edge at Titahi Bay. After a quick goodbye I paddled away, hoping to clock some good distance while the southerly wind blew.
Grey clouds filled the sky and a cool breeze pushed me quickly up the coast. The swell was small but it wasn't long before I started feeling...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Tara Mulvany on December 17, 2013 at 4:50 PM||comments (8)|
I'm happy to say that I nailed the most dangerous leg of my journey, the drive from Invercargill to Anakiwa! And I have also reached Te Ika a Maui, where my circumnavigation really begins. 2750 kilometres of coast lie infront of me.
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