Tuesday, 30 August 2011
Monday, 29 August 2011
When you're old and sclerotic like me and your best friend's name is Alzheimer, you will often need to improvise. For example when you're in the middle of nowhere, it's lunchtime, you have a nice box full of rice and very small bits of vegetables, and you realize you didn't bring a spoon... In this post I'll show you how it's done.
Saturday, 27 August 2011
|All this dehydration talk deserves a nice picture, don't it?|
Robin Hood Bay.
This week's weather has been exceptionally warm and after the recent freeze wave, I underestimated my water supplies, bringing only three small bottles (1,8 litres in total) to work. They were gone before lunchtime, which is when the sun really starts hitting. I also had no sunscreen. Bummer.
|Plenty of water in here.|
This was on Monday. On Tuesday I brought 3,8 litres of water to work and drank them to the last drop. Then I had several jugs of beer at the pub and a big mug of tea before bedtime. You don't wanna get dehydrated, never stop drinking beer (didn't I say that already?).
Sunday, 21 August 2011
UPDATE: I've also uploaded some photos of the below event and a few extras from that day. Simply click on the pictures at the bottom.
Since this one's a bit special, I decided not to celebrate the usual "simply alcohol" way. Don't get me wrong - we did kill two bottles of tequila and half a keg of beer on Saturday, not to mention the winery tour involving wine tastings, but that was just for starters. Here's what I did on August 8th, 2011:
It was an absolutely amazing experience and if you asked me whether I would do it again, the answer would be a loud YES! As a matter of fact, I committed myself to doing it again before I leave New Zealand. Maybe for my next birthday...
Saturday, 20 August 2011
It's been four months since I left the UK and it was one of the best decisions of my life. However, one thing worries me - my English. In London I was always exposed to good English through my job, which involved writing emails, translating stuff and being surrounded by colleagues with a feeling for language.
Friday, 19 August 2011
|Click for more pictures.|
Matt and Peter seem to have become keen on swinging golf clubs and Dominik and I joined them to try. While Dominik has picked it up quite well, I just confirmed what I already knew - I'm not a golf person. After several futile attempts to send the ball flying (let alone in the desired direction), resulting only in flying chunks of grass and soil (in every direction), I gave up and went for a walk.
The Noise of the Lambs
As the guys were trying to complete the 18-hole Wairau golf course with an astronomical handicap, I was busy taking about a million pictures of the surroundings - mountains and sheep. It's breeding season and the little lambs are so cute... and definitely not silent as in Silence of The Lambs. Their high-pitched baaing and the mothers' low-pitched one can be heard from a mile away.
Been there, done that, played golf
Despite throwing away twenty dollars for a few minutes of wannabe golf, I'm glad I tried. It's funny what sorts of things people do on their travels that wouldn't even remotely cross their minds back home. Golf is another activity I can put on my New Zealand been-there-done-that list, and I sure as hell know I needn't try this one again.
Speaking about activities, my sister reacted to my stunt plane piloting with this totally awesome and crazy video. Maybe I'll do that for my 40th birthday!
Wingsuit Basejumping - The Need 4 Speed: The Art of Flight from Phoenix Fly on Vimeo.
Tuesday, 16 August 2011
|Hell's bells and frozen puddles,|
those hills haven't seen snow for fifteen years.
We also did a bit of trimming and wrapping, but today was the end of it. Of course it wouldn't feel right to close this episode without finishing in great style, so I jumped into a tank fitted with a big flamethrower and went wild on the vineyard... in my dreams.
Cold, wet, frozen
Anyway, we're glad it's over, after almost three months we're quite fed up with pruning. It's still a bit too early to start travelling around the country, so we've arranged some wwoofing (working for food and accommodation) with Mike (our supervisor) and are moving to his farm next week. I'd be lying if I said I don't look forward to the change of scenery. Hopefully his water boiler works properly.
Monday, 15 August 2011
|Hailstorm. That's a no-go for bbqing in the garden...|
Yesterday we went to our supervisor's place for a bbq and were greeted by a violent hailstorm. He was just showing us something in the garage when all hell broke loose and thousands of icy balls started crashing on the corrugated iron on the roof. This is what it must have been like in London during Nazi air raids in WW2.
|Quite a moony morning this morning... Scary.|
According to the locals, it hadn't snowed in Blenheim for fifteen years. Aren't we lucky to be here just for the comeback!?
Thursday, 4 August 2011
|Da crew. Click for more pictures.|