Takaka Hill And The Road To Extinction
“Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connect to rather than what we are separate from”. ~T. Williams
New Zealand is Mecca for those who love the outdoors. One of the things that impresses me most about New Zealand is its ability to make nature accessible in endless forms that seem to work in harmony with the land and with people. For example, hundreds of trails pass through farms or forests owned by private citizens who appear happy to share their bounty. And despite people “trespassing” on their land, I haven’t seen a single piece of litter or graffiti on one of these trails. It’s refreshing and harmonious and we’ve attempted to make choices during the trip that align with this philosophy.
Our time here began with a farm stay near Paua Bay on Banks Peninsula. Many small farms open their homes to guests as a way to help stay solvent as farming subsidies and wool prices decline. Our host family was one of two remaining (out of forty original families) who have farmed the land on Banks Peninsula for seven generations. The warmth of our hosts, fresh vegetables from the garden and sheep sheering were delightful but the highlight was a demonstration of the working dogs used to move 4,000 sheep around the property. Australian Kelpies were used to heel the animals, driving them towards their destination while Border Collies herded them, keeping the flock from breaking apart. It was fascinating to watch the distinct role of each dog and their ability to react to commands. The same family of dogs have been bred and used for as many generations as the farm has been in operation and their trainer (the daughter-in-law of our hosts) has earned a reputation for being one of the best in the country. The dogs are impressive and spirited; evidenced by friendly nips both Bill and I received while trying to photograph them up close.
Our next encounter with nature was swimming with the world’s smallest dolphins in Akaroa Harbour. These tiny dolphins weigh a maximum of 100lbs and only 7,000 remain, 1,700 of which live in this area of New Zealand. We were initially hesitant to do this, knowing the Hector dolphin’s endangered status. But in true Kiwi fashion the experience is designed to be entirely on the dolphins terms, not the humans, and there’s virtually no interference with nor disruption to their natural habitat. The dolphins are not fed, enticed or entrapped in any way and the guides make it clear they may or may not choose to interact with you. That said, they are curious in nature and often want to play. So, we took our chances, signed up for an excursion and hit the jackpot! Our group of 10 swam for nearly an hour with 30-35 dolphins who raced, dove and spun around us like slippery grey torpedoes. Our guide nearly had to fetch a harpoon to get me out of the water…this was definitely a highlight of the trip.
Since then we’ve been making a circuit around several national parks – Nelson Lakes, Abel Tasman and Kahurangi. Each one has offered incredible scenery, challenging hikes and sunshine aplenty. Getting there however, has blown the transmission on one rental car and left the second smelling like a bon fire whenever we reach a trailhead. It seems in New Zealand the roads are also built in harmony with nature. Blast a hole through a mountain or reduce the grade on a hill to make driving safer? Hell no! Guardrails? What’s that?! Shoulders? Forget it – that would infringe on a foot of forest… The Kiwis appear to live by the Theory of Darwinism; if you’re not capable enough to figure out how to navigate the roads well…you may die. Here’s the description of one such “hill”, Takaka Hill, en route to Abel Tasman National Park: “A very exciting and sometimes very exposed, unsecure driveway with innumerable twists and turns across marble karst rock formations with hairpin turns up to 320 degrees”. It’s 26km (16 miles) from beginning to end and takes 60 minutes to cross. Don’t forget you’re driving on the opposite side of the road. I have to admit, my perspective on “protecting a species” changed a bit when I became the species whose environment wasn’t being altered in a way that tipped the scales to my advantage. Three weeks still left in New Zealand…let’s hope I’m evolved enough to make it to the next leg of the trip…