Journal: Pages 25-26
The walk through any forest in New Zealand will always be serenaded by at least ten different kinds of bird songs, each competing with the other in volume and duration. Here at Peel Forest Park, a little island of native bush amid long-tamed farmland, the avian chorus is joined in by the baying of cattle, amplified by the gorge.
30th November '02, Saturday: Auckland - Matamata
05:00 wake-up call...tiring but unhurried departure from Christchurch, with two more convenience-store meat pies for breakfast
Summer has made her presence known to the North Island: intense sunshine, more intense heat and humidity
In search of the Shire: What remains of the hobbit holes filmed near Matamata is now a tourist attraction, but it is closed over the weekend...Instead, I drove along highways 2, 27 and 29 between Matamata and Pokeno to take snapshots of verdant farms and ranches as substitutes. Matamata is NZ's premier breeding ground of racing thoroughbreds.
My incredible luck in navigating the downtown streets of Auckland borders on prescience -- but that still didn't help me find a parking space on a busy Saturday night. Tourists and locals