Monday, February 26, 2007

Weekend

Had to keep things fairly quiet seeing as I'm unemployed and low on funds. But I maybe had a few drinks on Saturday night, but did keep Sunday fairly cheap - Jo, her sister Maree and myself went to a free music festival.

Playing at Rock the Park were Eskimo Joe, Evermore (who's latest video is basically a Sally from Home & Away montage) and The Feelers. The Feelers are one of NZ's biggest bands at the moment and were probably delighted to be introduced on stage as "New Zealand's hardest working band..."

It was good to see some live music for the first time in a while. It was a scorching day and the crowds flocked in...





We took a picnic. I take eating a chocolate biscuit very seriously...



Thursday, February 22, 2007

The earth moved...

Quake! Auckland was hit last night by the full force of a 4.5 earthquake. It was hit by 3 in total but I only felt one of them, shaking the whole house for about half a second right in the middle of a dramatic bit on Lost. For a moment I thought it was the polar bears or the black smoke but then I came to my senses and figured out I'd just experienced my first earthquake.

I'm not counting the one that hit Stoke years ago that shook a couple of jellies and spooked a canary.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Update

For those who've been missing my updates - here's about 2 weeks worth in one go. Enjoy.

What else have I been up to? Well, not content with a tour of Australia and New Zealand I needed another holiday so Jo and I headed off to the Coromandel for a few days. Very nice place, lots of lovely beaches - especially Cathedral Cove and Hot Water Beach. Appropriately named this one as at low tide you dig in the sand and hot water, and I mean really hot water, fills your hole. Exciting.

Now I'm in the process of job hunting. Even more exciting. I'm also planning the trip back to the UK next Christmas, training for the new football season starts next week and indoor cricket starts on Thursday. In addition, after 2 weeks we are top of the bowls league and looking to improve on our 3rd place last time out.

It's all go.

So long, farewell...

Well, it’s been a hectic couple of weeks and my mum had a couple of days rest before heading back on that plane to the UK.

We arrived back in Auckland on the Saturday and just put our feet up for the evening. We had grander plans for the Sunday though as my mum, myself and Jo set off up north for a day nosing around a few of the northern beaches.



Several hours of driving (my driving I might add, whilst those two snoozed) and a quick tour of a few beaches later and we were back at Jo’s parents place for a BBQ. It was a fun night and everyone got on very well. Fortunately.

And so to Monday and the tearful farewell at Auckland airport. It’s been a great having my mum visit and I just want to say thanks to everyone who made her feel so welcome – the Kidds who had us over for a BBQ, the Millers who gave us a bed for the night in Wellington and the O’Neills who invited us over for the evening. Meeting my friends and their families certainly made my mum feel better about me making the move over here.

Final thanks is to my mum for making the trip over - wasn't easy to come all that way on your own but it was appreciated. I'm looking forward to next Christmas and my first trip back to the UK.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

NEW ZEALAND IN 11 DAYS...

DAY ONE

Take a flight from the City of Sails south to Queenstown. Ask for a seat on the right side of the plane and hope for a clear day. The views over the Southern Alps are spectacular and the descent through the hills into Queenstown Airport itself is the best I’ve experienced.

After the 15 minute journey to the town itself, take a stroll around the edge of Lake Wakatipu and refuel at one of the café/bars on the water front. I can recommend the fish and chips at 19.

DAY TWO

Walk to the top of town and the Gondola up the mountain. The views of the Lake and the Remarkables are even better from this lofty position. The interesting circle walk round the top of the mountain takes about an hour and is well worth the effort.



Queenstown from up high

On the way back to earth drop in at the Bird and Wildlife Sanctuary, it costs $30 but you get a headset which is very interesting and informative. You may even get to see the elusive Kiwi.

DAY THREE

The remote Milford Sound is a must. You can either take a coach trip which will take you there and back and include a trip on the ferry, or you can splash the boat out and take a small aircraft there and back for roughly twice the price. Faced with around 10 hours on a coach we chose the plane option and were very glad we did. The pilot doubles as a tour guide and points out the main features on the flight, of which there are many.



The ferry trip is amazing – about an hour and a half through the sound and out onto the Tasman Sea before about facing and returning to the terminal and the mercy of the sandflies.



Milford Sound


When back in Queenstown, if you still have the energy, have a walk through the Botanical Gardens.

DAY FOUR

With regret, move on from Queenstown, hiring a car to move north up toward the glaciers. It’s a 370km drive past some scenery (you’ll have run out of original superlatives by now), plenty of places to stop off for a bite to eat including Lake Hawea.



Lake Hawea


The drive takes you up through Mt Aspiring National Park then out toward the coast again at Haast. Apparently, if you have time, the fish and chips at Jackson’s Bay are worth checking out.

After several hours and seeing more roadkill and one lane bridges than you do other cars you’ll arrive in Fox Glacier.
I can highly recommend the 20km drive on the unsealed road out toward Gillespies Beach and feel like you’ve walked onto some unchartered desert island. Lake Mathieson offers good reflective views of the glacier. Although not early evening, so don’t bother at that time.


Mum keeps lookout on Gillespies Beach



DAY FIVE

Get up early and make your way the few kilometres to the base of the glacier. The walk to the face takes about an hour and is a litigious American’s delight, with perilous stepping stones and slippery rock faces and barely a warning sign in sight. Great fun and good on my Mum for making it look easy. A pretty amazing glimpse of nature when you get there too. We were about a week late though, as there had recently been a collapse at the front of the glacier sending “boulders the size of cars” off down the ice blue river.



Us in front of a collapsed ice cave


Hopefully the weather won’t take a turn for the worse for the afternoon and the trip to Franz Josef glacier like it did for us. The storm set in and although we went to the base of this glacier we couldn’t do the walk as the weather was too bad. Felt a bit sorry for the people who had hoped to do the hike on the ice.

There aren’t many places to eat in the two glacier towns but the places we found were fantastic. In Fox we went to the Plateau – where food/wine/beer was all good, and in Franz Josef we ate at the Blue Ice Café which was even nicer.

DAY SIX

Well the weather still hasn’t cleared up so scratch that early morning trip to the glacier and head off on the drive up to Greymouth. Hokitika is a nice place to stop for some morning tea and to break the drive up a little bit. Push on up to Greymouth and the starting place of your TranzAlpine journey. There are a lot of tunnels and a few viaducts (and now I know the difference between a viaduct and a bridge) and some more scenery that will take your breath away. The journey ends a few hours later in the Garden City – Christchurch.

DAY SEVEN

Exploring Christchurch. Well the best way to do this would be on foot. There are botanical gardens, the huge Hagely Park and the quaint riverside area by the Avon. See them all. Plus the gondola taking you up to views of the port of Lyttleton and Christchurch is worth doing. Unless you’ve done it before and have recently been up the gondola in Queenstown.


A mad wizard


DAY EIGHT

Early start – the TransCoastal train leaves Christchurch at 7am so it’s a bit of a hassle having to get up. But the weather on the east coast is usually really good so expect to have much better views on this rail trip. You arrive in Picton, the ferry terminal, around lunch time. So you can either hop straight on a boat, or do as we did, hire a car, and drive over to Nelson for the night. This drive was my favourite. The roads are windier and you even have to drop as low as 15km/hr to tackle some of the hairpin bends that would put Monte Carlo to shame. But they’re nicely cambered if you fancy testing out the rickety old Toyota and scaring your passenger half to death. You’ll be stopping off several times to drink in the views of the Marlborough Sounds.
Nelson is quite nice, a smallish town (actually it’s pretty big by NZ standards) with a nice waterfront and a pleasant enough town centre. We weren’t there all that long really but long enough to have my favourite meal of the whole trip... a stonegrilled mixed grill with beer battered fries in Café Affair. My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

DAY NINE

Drive back to Picton and catch the InterIslander ferry. It takes about 3 and a half hours with an interesting journey through the sounds of the South Island before heading out on to the Cook Straight and toward Wellington. We were fortunate to be heading to the capital at the same time as hundreds of rugby fans off to watch the sevens tournament.

DAY TEN

If you’re lucky enough to be in town at the same time as the sevens then enjoy the incredibly detailed and varied costumes on show as just about everyone who goes to this tournament dresses up. Back on the tourist trail, take the cable car up the hill then walk back to the city through the gardens coming out at the government buildings and the beehive.
The waterfront is very pleasant and right on it is the Te Papa museum, one of the very best I’ve been to.

DAY ELEVEN

Fly back to Auckland and think about your favourites:

To stay: The Garden Court Apartments in Queenstown – all mod cons you could wish for in a self contained unit. Close but not too close to the city and with a staff that will organise everything for your stay in the area should you need them to.
To eat: Café Affair in Nelson run close by a great place in Wellington that I can’t remember the name of – it’s on Cuba St though.
To see: Milford Sound – no amount of superlatives can really do it justice.
To go on holiday: Queenstown – winter for skiing or summer for throwing yourself off mountains/out of planes/down rivers.
To live: Wellington – I’ve had a glimpse of most of the major places in NZ and only Auckland and Wellington are big enough for me to live in. Other places are just too quiet.
Activity: The Milford Sound trip.

All 153 photos can be found HERE

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Wisdom from my two favourite races...

1. By Sydney Harbour, an American woman starts shouting at the table next to her, demanding a review of their gnocchi. Or as she pronounced it... GERR NAARSHEE

2. An American again, whilst walking by the banks of the river Avon in Christchurch... "Hey dear, doesn't it remind you of Venice?" Click here for a picture of the Avon, you can make your own minds up.

3. Australian love is... when an elderly woman falls flat on her face climbing stairs her husband shouts, as passers by help her out, "See I told you not to go rushing..."

Josephine does Auckland...

I was back home for the first time in nearly 4 weeks and it felt good just to be in a land where they hate Australians as much as I do.

So what did we do in Auckland? Well, on the first night we went out for a meal with Jo. Fortunately everyone got on very well and it was a very pleasant evening and mum got to see Mission Bay, one of the nicer areas of Auckland.

On the Sunday we did a bit of driving about, going over to the north shore to surprise Jo at work and take a stroll on Brown's Bay beach...

We also went for a walk on the beach at Takapuna and a little trip up Mt Eden. In the evening we were invited over to the Kidds for a BBQ. Not surprisingly, the young uns left the olds to it and went off to play Fizog. An unprecented amout of feathers and Bin Ladens but I don't think there was a Fizog.

Mum, Jayne and Kate

On the Monday we went to have a look at a few more things, like where I used to live and the domain, home to Auckland Museum. Which wasn't very exciting really. In the evening Jo met us and we went for a meal at Euro, Shane's restaurant. Delicious. And we were treated to a few extras by the big man himself. Top bloke.

For more pictures follow this LINK.

And so on to the big tour of NZ...

Ma Gartside arrives in Sydney...

Not far off a year after a tearful farewell in Manchester airport, I saw my Mum again (family tears, not mine obviously. I'm a bloke). She arrived looking fresh as a daisy after a gruelling trip. She obviously fared a lot better than i did.

To say she'd had such a long trip we managed to do quite a lot on the first day, and ended with a nice seafood meal on Darling Harbour.

On day 2 we did some Christmas shopping - clothes for my present. This turned out to be very successful. I ended up with 2 pairs of jeans, a shirt, 2 t-shirts and new shorts. All for next to no money at all. Get in. God bless the strength of the pound.

In the evening we did an opera-related dinner cruise round the harbour. This was great.


A 3 course meal with stunning views of all the sights accompanied by a crooner and 2 female warblers. Lots of fun. The women made their way around the blokes in the room, sitting on laps etc. They avoided me though. No change there then. Here's mum with Pavaraussie...


We did lots of walking, through the botanical gardens, round the opera house, the harbour bridge, the rocks, the city centre and had some wonderful meals. I can recommend Nick's in Darling Harbour. Great seafood, atmosphere and service.

I love Sydney, enjoyed it more than I thought I would. More pics are available on this LINK.

But it was time to head back to Auckland and to show mum my home town...

Brisbane and beyond

It was good to get to Brisbane after a mammoth journey from Sydney, and waiting for me there was Rich Bibby, one of the Manchester clan now stationed on this side of the world. We had a few beers and a catch up but the main event was the next night.

After a day of having a nose round the city centre I met up with Rich for a beer or 2, then later on we hit the local areas hard, ending up in some student place rather worse for wear...

The next day was spent nursing a horrendous hang over in a very humid house. I hadn't noticed the air con machine unfortunately.

Dunc
arrived on the Thursday and Milo, the house dog, took an immediate shine to him...

We had a bbq and a few beers that night although it wasn't the liveliest - me and Rich were still feeling pretty rough and Dunc had had about 4 hours sleep in the last 4 days.

The Friday night was a good one. We met up with some of Rich's work buddies and saw a few different bars. Now pay attention because I'm about to tell you the most spooky story ever...

In one of the bars the music was fairly funky and they played Get on the Good Foot by James Brown. This prompted me to tell Dunc about the tunes me and Rob have on when we're driving to footy, then ask him to guess the last one we have on. Pretty random question. His 2 guesses - The Final Countdown and Eye of the Tiger. Both wrong.

I then get a call from Rob who was out in Auckland. I'd sent him a text to tell him of the James Brown tune and he then tells me that he's been in a bar having to listen to the Final Countdown followed by Eye of the Tiger.

WEIRD.

And so to the Saturday and our little road trip to Surfers Paradise. This was great fun, although Surfers is essentially a tacky holiday resort (we stayed at The British Arms) it does have great weather and miles of sparsely populated beaches. So we had a great time larking around in the sunshine during the day time...

And then a tour of a few of the bars around town...

Brisbane was a good laugh and it was great to catch up with Rich and Dunc again. Thanks to Rich and his flatmates for letting me stay for so long and for being such good hosts. For more pictures, follow this LINK

On the Monday I headed back to Sydney and the extended hospitality of Chris and Jill. My mum was landing in Sydney on the Wednesday morning so we got chance to hang out for a bit longer. More thanks due to Chris and Jill for letting me stay and giving me a great base from which to explore Sydney.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Lack of updates...

Well my laptop has died a death the likes of which hasn't been seen since the time Bernard Manning and Alf Garnett co-hosted the MOBO awards.

I'll have to send it away when I get back to New Zealand so it could be some time before I can put up the pictures from the rest of my trip.

Just to let you know what you're missing out on here is my itinerary...

Jan 8th - Byron Bay (on my own)
Jan 9th - Brisbane (to visit Rich and Dunc)
Jan 13th - Surfers Paradise (road trip with Rich and Dunc)
Jan 15th - Sydney
Jan 17th - Ma Gartside arrives
Jan 20th - Auckland
Jan 24th - Queenstown with my mum
Feb 3rd - Back in Auckland
Feb 5th - Mum departs
Feb 7th - Coromandel with Jo

I doubt I'll have my laptop back before all that so not sure when I'll be updating next.

T'ra for now...

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Overnighter...

I'm in Byron Bay. The weather is awful and I'm struggling to find somewhere to stay.

I set off yesterday from Sydney at 4pm and arrived via train and bus at 5.40am this morning. Lovely. I actually managed to get a bit of kip on the 12 hour train journey which is unlike me, that's despite the annoying fat kid 2 rows back who didn't stop talking and the screeching kids at the other end of the carriage.

Fair do's to the guy sat in front of me who looked at least 120 years old. He did the journey no bother. Didn't crap himself or die not even once.

Looks like I'm off to Brisbane later on today, a bit of a manc land reunion awaits...

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Daddy, daddy Cook...Daddy, daddy Cook...

Congratulations to Cathy and Mike...

On the arrival of their new baby boy, Daniel...

Yet another one of us who's all grown up now,

almost.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Jan 4th...

We set off early in the car for the 3 and a half hour drive to the Blue Mountains, so called due to the blue haze that rises off them (evaporating Eucalyptus oil I believe). Stunning scenery and the camera was working overtime. You could probably google better pictures than I took so I won't bore you with them.

Me with the 3 sisters over my shoulder

The worlds steepest incline railway which we came down on.
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Jan 3rd...

The Cessnock Hotel, and the town itself, isn't exactly blessed with class. But it was simple and did the job. For instance, my single room had 2 bunk beds in it and a window that wouldn't shut. The tap water had an 'interesting' taste to it too shall we say.

We had breakfast at a local cafe then hired our own personal taxi. Bruce (seriously) turned up and charged us a very reasonable hourly rate to take us round the vineyards. He was a very friendly chap, insisted we call him Fletch, and gave us the grand tour with all the local knowledge thrown in. He was also fairly easy on the micky taking when it came to the cricket score.

We tasted wine at several vineyards, I even bought half a dozen bottles, and ate a cheese and bread lunch at the Smelly Cheese Shop. Quality day out.

By the end we were all pretty tired and drunk but we made it out for some food in a local Irish pub before retiring to our hotel bar for a couple more beers and a game of darts. The locals were out in force and banjo music was playing in all of our heads. Early night then.

Gooseberry, Chris, Jill, Ros and Andy

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Jan 2nd...

Kayaking on the sea was booked in for midday. The weather didn't look great at all (again) so Chris called the company to check that all was ok. He was as good as called a poofter for doubting it. Turns out it got too windy so they stopped anyone else going out after us. Nice.

In keeping with my trip to Sydney so far I was in a single boat while the others occupied doubles (out come the violins). My boat was much faster, but I did have to do all the paddling by myself. It was pretty tiring stuff going out in the choppy waters but after about an hour we arrived at a nearby beach and docked there to eat a fish and chip lunch. Not exactly the perfect mid-exercise feed but it had to be done and after a short break we headed back.

Great fun, totally shattering and a bit of a shame I didn't have someone to share the workload. But I loved it and it was probably a good thing that no one was around to hear my language after the wake from a supercharged speedboat almost capsized me.

That evening we hopped in a hire car and drove 2 hours to Cessnock in Hunter Valley, home to some of Australia's most famous wines. We passed some kangaroos but I was driving and thought it best not to take my eyes off the road given the hairpin bends and steep ravines off one side.

New Years Day...

An unusual New Years Day - on the beach.

The 5 of us got a bus over to Balmoral Bay armed with beach towels, a footie, a frisbie and terrible hangovers.

The weather wasn't great at first but we persisted, which turned out to be a great decision. The sun blazed down and we worked on our tans followed by a volleyball game of sorts in the sea (shark-net encircled bit obviously). Chris lost one game resulting in the first round that night being his, he then lost one resulting in tea making duties the next morning, Andy lost another meaning he was on toast duty and then I lost the final game between me and Chris. This resulted in him being crowned ultimate champion of the world and me walking away with nothing. Easy come, easy go.

Later on we showed off our frisbee skills. Or lack thereof. The losers in this instance was the little boy who got a face full of sand after it landed next to his head, nearly the little boy who's extravagant sandcastle development was almost levelled by a rogue throw and definitely the fat guy who got hit on not once, twice, but three occasions. He really should have moved.

Like the idiot I am I forgot my camera, so you'll have to take my word for it.

New Years Eve...

New Years Eve. This was no Aqua. This was no Castlefield in the rain. This was Sydney Harbour Bridge and the firework extravaganza.

There are certain areas near the bridge which have great views of the harbour so we went there early. Andy was reserving our spot from about 11am as we got the rest of the food and drink needed. The area slowly filled until by the end we were totally hemmed in on all sides and any trip out of our zone involved stepping on many cakes, beers, feet and napping grannies. It was a fantastic experience though and I'll post video footage of the fireworks in due course.

We all had glow stick bangles. The flash makes this photo a bit redundant though...

Andy, Ros, Chris, Jill, Jess, Emma and Dan


Me and Chris looking a bit drunk with a blurry arty background
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Dec 30th...

I left Si at the hotel waiting for Leanne to join him for their New Year Melbourne holiday and I set off to the airport for my flight to Sydney. I was flying Virgin Blue Pacific and was slightly concerned when my flight wasn't on the board. All was well though and we set off on time. I always thought the whole fit air stewardess thing was just a myth given some of the flights I'd been on, but Virgin Blue set a new standard. (Jo, my male mates need to know this stuff. I wasn't perving honest...)

Chris 'Little Fighter' Larkin was there to meet me and we took the train back to his place via a bus trip over the Harbour Bridge. Very scenic...


I met Chris' lovely lady Jill and we had a few jars whilst waiting for their other friends, Ros and Andy to arrive.
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Dec 29th...

Today was day 4 of the test so it was back to the MCG. Oh, hang on a sec, no, we didn't go back to the MCG. England had lost within 3 days, the useless gits, so we had to find something else to do. And that something was a game of bowls. After using all my Kalamazoo experience to stretch out a 21-0 lead after 10 ends, Si closed the gap and after 20 ends the score was 26-17.

I count up a 4 point end for myself

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Dec 28th...

The first of our 2 days at the cricket. Interesting start - we had a pair of tickets for this day and two pairs for the next. Or so we thought. Turns out we had 2 pairs for today. We eventually flogged the spare pair at lunch for about a third of face value, but better than nothing.

What can I say about the cricket? Not much really. Totally embarrassing and by the end we were praying for the final wicket to fall so we wouldn't have to come back in the morning.

Saying that the seats were great. We were only 3 rows from the top of the highest stand and the distance from the pitch didn't matter too much as we'd bought some binoculars which we certainly didn't use to scan the crowd for...interesting sights. I met up with Rich too for a quick drink. The MCG is an amazing stadium. It's walkable from town, in a really nice area, wonderful views, great accoustics, great facilities and the organisation is spot on.

In the evening we went over to St Kilda again and ate a fat bastard each. It was ridiculously big and I'm pretty embarrassed I managed to finish it.

The spectacular view from our seats

Si does cheesy pose in front of the whole crowd. Not sure why he didn't get bottled.
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