Wednesday, January 15, 2020

The Daytime Kiwi - Milford Sound and Stewart Island

Milford Sound


Milford Sound is possibly the South Island's most iconic sights.  We were hoping for a period of good weather so that we could spend a while between Te Anau and Milford Sound but unfortunately we only got a short window of opportunity, so left the bus parked and took to the car for a very long day trip.    
            Driving from Te Anau it is easy to see why the road to Milford Sound has been called one of New Zealand's most scenic drives.  First there were the views across Lake Te Anau to the Murchison Mountains beyond.  Then at Te Anau Downs, where hardy walkers depart for the Milford Track, SH 94 entered a glacier-carved valley between the Earl and Livingstone Ranges.  From here every bend in the road revealed dramatic and picturesque views.
            About 62 kilometres north of Te Anau, and easily accessed from the road, are the Mirror Lakes, where we stopped to stretch our legs and to admire the Earl Mountains and beech forest reflected in the small pools.  Further north, Lake Gunn and Lake Fergus lay beside the road.  Both have DOC campgrounds with toilets and picnic tables and are popular trout-fishing spots.  There were bush walks here too and we wished we had more time to explore them.
            As the road wound towards its highest point there were several lookouts.  Pop's Lookout had interpretation boards explaining how the road was built, and with stories relating to the pioneering road-builders and their families.  There was a small car park nearby, where we had our picnic lunch, admiring views to the snowy peak of Mount Crosscut behind the huge glacial valley. 

On the way to Milford Sound

            We took a side trip down the Lower Hollyford Road, which branches off at Marian Corner.  After eight kilometres we came to Gunn's Camp.  The camp (using the Public Works Department huts that once housed the road builders) was run for 80 years by two generations of the Gunn family and is now managed by a trust.  What I thought was memorabilia was actually a working petrol pump, much to the relief of a car load of young tourists who had obviously been unaware of the fact that there are no petrol stations after Te Anau.  The Hollyford Road was bush-lined, unsealed and on the wild side.  The Hollyford River ran beside the road and, every so often, there were small pedestrian swing bridges leading to short bushwalks.  We checked one or two out before reaching the road end.  Here we walked for 30 minutes through lush rainforest to the Humboldt Falls, which cascaded down for 275 metres, in three drops.
Gunn's Camp

            Further along the main road we came to the Homer Tunnel, set in a natural ice-carved amphitheatre.  The area had alpine buttercups and daisies growing amongst the shrubs and tussocks.  There was a nature walk here but the most popular draw-card were the kea, which gathered around hoping for food scraps.  DOC discourages the feeding of kea, as free 'junk food' prevents the birds from learning how to forage for their natural foods.  Not all tourists (or birds) realised this, and there was a gang of these intelligent and inquisitive kea enthralling passing motorists.
kea

            Surveying began here as early as 1890 but it was only during the depression era that work on the Homer Tunnel began.  The narrow tunnel was opened in 1954 and traffic lights operate, as vehicles can still only travel in one direction at a time.  Once through the tunnel, the road zigzagged down to sea level.  About half way between the Homer Tunnel and Milford Sound we came to the Chasm Walk, where we took another break and wandered along the 15-minute loop.  This took us over bridges above the Cleddau River— which had gouged and carved rock into sculptures, as it poured over a series of waterfalls.
            Finally Milford Sound, also known as Piopiotahi, appeared at the end of the road.  Rudyard Kipling called it the eighth wonder of the world, and Mitre Peak was certainly an arresting sight.  There was a foreshore walk, where we gazed up at the lofty mountain—it towered 1,692 metres above the water.  There were also great views of Bowen Falls and the boats that take passengers for a closer look.  These boats were dwarfed by the grandeur of Milford Sound.

Milford Sound

            The next leg of our Deep South trip took us from Te Anau to Riverton, a town known as 'Southland's Riviera'.  While the area couldn't truthfully be called subtropical, visiting on a sunny summer's day we got the idea.  Arriving on the 'Southern Scenic Route', SH 99, we crossed the narrow one-way bridge, with views of Jacobs River estuary to the right and picturesque fishing boats clinging to wooden jetties around the bay to the left.  Riverton was known as Jacob's River when it was first settled in 1836, and is the oldest permanent European settlement in Southland. 
            Nowadays Riverton is also known as Aparima, the name Māori used for their pā and river.  The first settler in the area was Captain John Howell, who established a whaling station and married a high-ranking Māori woman.  Soon Riverton harbour was crowded with whaling, sealing and immigrant ships, and had become a bustling port.  An early government official described it as 'one of the loveliest spots in New Zealand' and, as we strolled around, we had to agree.
            There were still many wonderful old buildings dating back to Riverton's Victorian heyday, now mostly housing cafes and art galleries.   Along the waterfront, opposite Riverton's Anglican Church, there was a pleasant area to explore, which included a large viewing platform, sculpture and native planting, leading to the town's museum: Te Hikoi Southern Journey.
            We freedom camped near Monkey Island.  This popular spot is just off the main road south of Orepuki.  It has a beautiful, sandy bay, with a rocky area at the headland including the small mound that is Monkey Island.  In the 1860s, before the road was built from Riverton, there was a slipway here, so boats could unload supplies for the little settlement on the shore.  A 'monkey winch' was used to haul boats ashore, and this gave its name to the island.  Māori know the island as Te Puka o Takitimu, the anchor-stone of the Takitimu waka, which legends say was wrecked in Te Waewae Bay.  Monkey Island can be reached at low tide and we walked out one evening to be rewarded by a gorgeous view along the sweep of Te Waewae Bay and a magnificent sunset.
Cosy Nook

            We used our car to explore the unsealed roads between SH 99 and the Foveaux Strait.  Tucked in behind Pahia Point are Cosy Nook and Garden Bay, picturesque coves with quirky little fishermen's cribs and boat-houses.  Cosy Nook was named by the first settler, Captain George Thompson, after his home village of Cozy Nuek in the Scottish Borders, and the craggy bays are reminiscent of Scotland.  Further east was the famous surf beach, Colac Bay.  We could not miss it, there was a giant sculpture of a surfie beside the pub and campground. 
            From Riverton we headed to Invercargill where we parked Tangaroa at a POP.  Invercargill has a character all of its own.  It has an impressive main street lined with Victorian buildings.  J. T. Thomson, the surveyor who planned many of Otago's towns, set out Invercargill too—a mile square and containing four reserves within the boundaries.  Invercargill is the commercial centre of Southland and is the southernmost and most westerly city in New Zealand.
            Being so far south, Invercargill gets plenty of rainy and cold, blustery days.  Farmers store had flannelette pyjamas in its window display when we were there in January!  Luckily there are things to see and do out of the weather.  Perhaps the most unusual is the most famous Hammer Hardware in New Zealand—the only one that is a tourist attraction.  This is E. Hayes and Sons, an offshoot of the Hayes Engineering family from Central Otago.  This old-fashioned hardware shop also has a collection of vintage vehicles, the jewel in the crown being the Indian Scout motorcycle that once belonged to Burt Munro of The World's Fastest Indian fame.  Burt was an Invercargill man and friendly with Hayes, who bought the Indian and some other bikes before Munro's death.  As we walked around the shop we were able to view the motorcycles, set up between the lawnmowers and bags of nails. 
At E Hayes and Son, Invercargill


            There is actually a motorcycle museum in Invercargill too, the Classic Motorcycle Mecca with three hundred rare bikes.  However we were meeting up with friends, and they had been there, so we went to Transport World instead.  Bill Richardson's collection is the largest private collection of its type in the world and we spent several hours looking at everything from Henry Ford's letter cars to retro kombis, racing cars and trucks.  There is really too much to see here in one go (there is a wearable art collection for those not so interested in the vehicles) but it was a good way to pass a freezing afternoon.
            Another day we spent some time in the Southland Museum and Art Gallery.  There is plenty to see here too.  I was especially interested in an exhibition entitled 'Beyond the Roaring 40s'.  This told the story of New Zealand's sub-Antarctic islands and included the harrowing tales of people shipwrecked there.  Eleven ships were known to have been wrecked in the 1800s, nine of which had survivors who lived as castaways for months or years.  Nineteen of these survived for eighteen months on the Auckland Islands, 465 kilometres south of New Zealand, after the sinking of the General Grant in 1866 with the loss of 68 lives.  The survivors made needles from albatross bones and clothes and shoes from sealskin.  The General Grant had been heading from Melbourne to London with several miners (who had 'struck it rich') and their gold, as well as families with children, other passengers and crew.  After news of the General Grant castaways became known, the government established regularly maintained provision depots.
            It was hard to imagine being marooned for so long in such an inhospitable and desolate spot.  It was cold enough sometimes in Invercargill during summer!  However we had long wanted to visit Stewart Island, so we checked out the long range weather forecast and found a nice sunny day coming up.  We decided on a day trip, booking tickets for the ferry and also arranging for a water taxi to Ulva Island, in Stewart Island's Paterson Inlet.  This is a bird sanctuary and several people had told us we should not miss visiting. 
Bluff

            We arrived at blustery Bluff at 7.30 am on the appointed morning and booked in for our trip.  The ferry left promptly at 8.00 am and almost immediately began swooping, surfing and crashing into the waves.  Spray flew higher than the windows.  The skipper told us the Foveaux Strait is notoriously rough as it is the meeting point of the Pacific and Southern Oceans and the Tasman Sea.  The crossing took around an hour and Stewart Island, with its scatter of smaller islets gradually came into view.
            Arriving at Halfmoon Bay we got our first sight of Oban, Stewart Island's township.  Having three hours before our water taxi was due to leave for Ulva Island, we decided to explore Oban.  Before we headed into the settlement though, we took a short walk in the opposite direction to the protected, sandy Bathing Beach—where ours were the only footprints on the pristine sand.  I'm sure it is lovely to swim there on a sunny afternoon but we weren't tempted at just after nine in the morning! 
            The track looped back into Oban.  I had read that there were very few places to get food and drink on Stewart Island so we were happy to see a small cafe, the Kiwi French Cafe, where we got coffee and cake before wandering around the few streets of the township.  Beside the cafe, two sweet Shetland ponies looked pleadingly at visitors, who stopped to give them carrots from bowls provided on a nearby table.  Two collies snoozed in the sunshine.           
            The Ulva Island boats leave from Golden Bay Wharf, which was a fifteen minute walk by road, but we opted to walk the Deep Bay to Golden Bay track.  This left town by way of the steep Petersons Hill Road and passed through Deep Bay Reserve, before reaching Deep Bay in the Paterson Inlet.  The track then undulated, with steps taking walkers up and down, through coastal forest—with peeps out into the Inlet.  To our surprise there was a huge cruise ship anchored in Paterson Inlet, dwarfing the other boats.
            The walk brought us to Golden Bay, where we received our boarding passes for Ulva Island: leaves from the puheretaiko plant, known as muttonbird scrub.  The papery underside of these leaves was used for postcards on Stewart Island, and was legal post up until the 1970s.  The Stewart Island Post Office used to be on Ulva Island, which was central for the islands of the Paterson Inlet.  When a mail boat arrived, the Trail family, who built the Post Office in 1872, raised a flag on Flagstaff Point to let the locals know there was mail.  The Post Office was used until 1923.
            Our water taxi was waiting when we arrived at the wharf.  Although we had booked for the regular 12.00 pm run there were five others waiting, so our boatman took us straight across, half an hour early.  We were pleased about this because we had realised that the complete circuit of walking track at the Ulva Island Reserve would take more time than the person at the Invercargill i-SITE had suggested when we booked.  The boatman was happy to pick us up at 3.00 pm (instead of the 2.00 pm that we'd booked) and this gave us enough time to complete the track.
            Ulva Island was reserved in 1899 for the preservation of 'native game and flora' and was one of New Zealand's first reserves.  It is now managed by DOC, enhanced by the Ulva Island Charitable Trust, and is pest free.  There were never any rabbits, mice or mustelids on the island and rats were eradicated between 1993 and 1997 (although around one rat a year manages to find its way ashore and we were asked to check our bags).  Consequently the bird life is prolific and birdsong accompanied us as we walked through the bush.
            The Ulva Island forest is denser than most mainland forests as, with no pests or introduced animals to eat the saplings, young trees thrive.  Rimu, totara, miro and rata towered high while ferns, smaller shrubs and supplejack tangled below.  We sat down at Sydney Cove to eat our picnic lunch and were soon visited by friendly weka and Stewart Island robin, who hopped around our feet.  We could hear tui and bellbird almost constantly, once or twice a flock of kākā calling boisterously, and now and then the high-pitched chatter of parakeets—though photographing the birds proved harder.
The daytime kiwi


            After walking for about an hour and a half we stopped to rest on a seat beside the path.  Glancing around I suddenly saw a kiwi, just metres away on the other side of the track!  I couldn't believe my eyes as I had always thought kiwi were nocturnal.  For about fifteen minutes this bird put on a show for us, plunging her beak deep into holes and jerking out the worms or grubs she found.  Then she would stalk a few steps closer and try again.  Our photography was once again very poor—the kiwi moved her head and neck so quickly getting focus was impossible—but just watching was the most amazing experience.  We would probably have missed the boat back we were so enthralled but some other walkers approached, so we signalled to them to creep up and we continued on our way.  This would have to be the highlight of our Stewart Island trip.  There are around 30-40 kiwi on Ulva Island but are rarely seen, so we felt privileged to have witnessed this one.
            The track looped back towards Post Office Bay wharf and we saw more birds: saddleback, grey warbler and a rifleman—but nothing could match the sight of a kiwi!  There had been very few walkers on the track so it was strange to see a crowd of people at the wharf, they were queuing to go back to their cruise ship having presumably done a shorter walk.  Once they left, our water taxi pulled in and we were soon whizzing back to Stewart Island.
            Again we took a longer way back to Oban, this time going through the bush of the Raroa and Fuchsia Walks.  They were pretty bushwalks but had little birdlife in comparison to Ulva Island.  Reaching Oban we hobbled into the South Sea Hotel for a coffee and a rest. We realised we had been walking for six and a half hours.  We hadn't felt tired while walking on Ulva, with so many birds to spot and try and identify, but didn't feel like doing too much more.  After a quick visit to the Stewart Island store to buy postcards, we made our way back to the ferry terminal where we were to book in for the return journey to Bluff.                                    Unfortunately a previous ferry had suffered engine problems and returned to Oban.  Those passengers went on our ferry, while we had to wait for repairs to be made to the other boat.  The up-side was that we had a comfortable sofa by the window to rest in, with views of the sandy beaches out to Horseshoe Point.  A couple of little blue penguins swam ashore and picked their way across the rocks and out of sight.  The ferry eventually left more than an hour behind schedule but it made for a pleasant evening cruise back to Bluff.  This boat was bigger than the one we had come out on, and rode the waves better. 

            We felt we had experienced a lot on our day trip to Stewart Island.  And seeing the daytime kiwi was the highlight of our time in the South Island—if not the whole journey.  
 Places mentioned in this post - correct at the time of writing
Walks

  • ·         Humboldt Falls Track

www.doc.govt.nz/parks-and-recreation/places-to-go/fiordland/places/fiordland-national-park/things-to-do/tracks/humboldt-falls-track
1.2 km return, 30 min, easy: walking track
Access: Hollyford Rd

  • ·         Deep Bay to Golden Bay Wharf

www.doc.govt.nz/Documents/parks-and-recreation/tracks-and-walks/southland/stewart-island-rakiura-short-walks-brochure.pdf
I hr, easy: walking track
Access: Part of a longer loop.  We started from Wohlers Rd, Oban

  1. ·         Ulva Island

www.doc.govt.nz/parks-and-recreation/places-to-go/southland/places/stewart-island-rakiura/ulva-island-te-wharawhara/things-to-do/ulva-island-walking-tracks
Post Office Bay to West End Beach, via History, Conservation and Nature Tracks
2 hr return, easy (but allow time for bird watching)

Places to visit
  • ·         Te Hikoi Southern Journey

172, Palmerston St, Riverton
www.tehikoi.co.nz
Hours: 10.00 am-5.00 pm October- April, 10.00 am-4.00 pm May-September
Entry price: adult $8

  • ·         E. Hayes Hammer Hardware

168, Dee St, Invercargill
www.ehayes.co.nz
Hours: Monday-Friday 7.30 am-5.00 pm, Saturday 9.00 am-4.00 pm, Sunday 10.00 am-4.00 pm

  • ·         Transport World

491, Tay St, Hawthorndale, Invercargill
www.transportworld.co.nz
Hours: 10.00 am-5.00 pm
Entry price: adult $25, senior and student $22.50, child $15

  • ·         Southland Museum and Art Gallery

108, Gala St, Queens Park, Invercargill
www.transportworld.co.nz
Hours: 9.00 am-5.00 pm Monday-Friday, 10.00 am-5.00 pm Saturday-Sunday

Admission: free, donation welcomed        

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