Sunday, March 20, 2011

A fishing grand slam.

Over the course of one week, one glorious week we fished several methods in several venues...

Lake fishing for catfish with a string and baited (bread ball) hook!


Wow a big one!
Izaak favors catching over fishing.
Logan the Man on Lake Taupo





Fishing Lake Taupo from a boat, using streamer flies on weighted spinning gear, "bouncing" along the bottom.








A River Runs Thru Them...



And of course the noble art of fly fishing.





Here fishy fishy.


Logan on the Tongariro River, Major Jones' Pool




Kahawai keeper.






I'm a fisherman and that's okay...




Izaak's favorite types of fishing; lake fishing off a boat and surf fishing--gee those happen to be the ones where he caught fish...coincidence? I think not.

Sweet as!


Goodnight, Sun.













Thursday, March 17, 2011

Do we really want to ski here?

We were in the area and decided to check out the ski fields (Whakapapa and Turoa) on Mt Ruapehu, which is the biggest on the North Island.  For all you Lord of the Rings fans, this is the area also known as "Mount Doom" and "Mordor" from the movies.  This is an active volcano, the last time it blew was 1995.   I'm thinking we should head to the South Island for skiing!



1995 eruption


near Mordor


Happy Valley ski lift doesn't look so happy in summer!


I'm told you can out run lava!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Lucy's Gully Tramp, Egmont National Park, Taranaki

Shelley and I had a day to play and we spent it tramping at Lucy's Gully, dining in New Plymouth and having a glass of pinotage at Okurukuru Winery, with stunning views of the ocean and New Plymouth to the west and Taranaki to the east. Some pics to celebrate our day.

Lucy's Gully Trailhead-"mini" redwoods.







The view from Okurukuru Winery, sweet as.










Murals in New Plymouth


Murals in New Plymouth


We return home at the end of a nice day and we are welcomed by our old friend with new snow decorating her flanks.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

A book review. "A Land of Two Halves"-by Joe Bennett

One major difference between life in Opunake and Wilmington? TIME! I have time. There are many reasons for this turn of events but let us save that topic for later. Suffice it to say, I have it and I have done what many say they will do if they get it...I read. Back home I can never muster the energy to read...and I. Love. To. Read. 


First I read "The Wave" an entertaining book about killer waves and tsunamis interwoven with surfing's quest to ride a hundred foot wave. 


The next book is one I have just finished today, "A Land of Two Halves". A book by Joe Bennett, an Englishman who accidentally emigrated to Christchurch fifteen years ago and ended up staying. He is considering a move and decides to explore New Zealand to see if he ought to stay or not. He was a teacher and then a newspaper columnist and now he writes full time. Anyways, he decided to hitchhike his adopted country in order to gain appreciation of it. 


I offer this to you because it is not a travel guide, it is not a coffee table book. It is a point of view of New Zealand which is off the beaten path. It is insight about life in any country, since we humans share many of the same foibles and frailties.  At the same time it is about New Zealand. Now I cannot claim that it is the real New Zealand since I have only been here a wee while but I found it entertaining, irreverent, and containing some nuggets of opinion which I may or may not end up agreeing with over the next eleven months. 


So, if you are at all interested in a land, far, far away and only know they have a lot of sheep, they do a lot of bungy jumping and the Lord of the Rings trilogy was filmed here, this may be one way to explore this land. 

What is ketchup? (Or catsup?)

What's in a name? That which we call a rose...
...By any other name would smell as sweet?

Ketchup (or Catsup)-(American English and Canadian English) or tomato sauce (Commonwealth English) is a sweet-and-sour condiment typically made from tomatoes, vinegar, sugar or high-fructose corn syrup, and an assortment of vegetable seasonings and spices such as onions, allspice, cloves, cinnamon, garlic, and celery.[1] Ketchup is often used with chips (French fries), hamburgers, sandwiches and grilled or fried meat. Ketchup is also used as a base for various sauces. It is a typical accompaniment for the meat pies of Australia and New Zealand.

Etymology:
The etymology of the word ketchup is uncertain, with multiple competing theories.[10]

China theory
The China theory is that the word derives from one of two words from the Fujian region of coastal southern China: "kôe-chiap" (in the Xiamen accent) or "kê-chiap" (in theZhangzhou accent). Both of these words come from the Amoy dialect of China, where it meant the brine of pickled fish or shellfish.[11] The Chinese characters representing the word kôe-chiap are disputed, with two primary theories as to the word's original Chinese orthography. There are citations of "koe-chiap" in the Dictionary of the Vernacular or Spoken Language of the Amoy (London; Trudner) from 1873, defined as "brine of pickled fish or shell-fish."

An alternative Chinese theory expounded in certain dictionaries[12] states that the word "ketchup" derives from a Chinese word composed of two characters (茄汁), which means "tomato sauce". The first character (茄), meaning "eggplant", is also the root for the word "tomato" (番茄 in Mandarin and Cantonese or 紅毛茄 in Taiwanese). Some have stated (without authority) that at the relevant time tomatoes were unknown in China; however, the first recorded mention of "tomato" in China is Zhao Han's (赵函) "Zhi Pin"("植品") (1617) which states that the tomato was introduced into China by missionaries in the late 16th century. The second character (汁) means "juice" or "sauce". Pronunciations of this word vary by region, but their similarities to the English "ketchup" can be noticed. However, this theory is generally discredited, since there are citations of "ketchup" from the 17th Century, 200 years before tomatoes were used in ketchup, at least in the West.

Malay theory
Ketchup may have[12][13] entered the English language from the Malay word kicap (pron. "kichap", also spelled kecap, ketjap), originally meaning "fish sauce",[12] which itself may be[12] a loan from Chinese terms above.
In Indonesian cuisine, which is very similar to Malay, the term kecap or ketjap refers to a soy sauce. Two main types are well known in their cuisine: ketjap asin (a salty soy sauce) and ketjap manis (a sweet soy sauce that is a mixture of soy sauce with brown sugar, molasses,garlic, ginger, anise, coriander and a bay leaf reduced over medium heat until rather syrupy).

European-Arabic theory American anthropologist E.N. Anderson claimed that ketchup is a cognate of the French escaveche, meaning "food in sauce".[10] The word also exists in Spanish and Portuguese forms as escabeche, "a sauce for pickling", which culinary historian Karen Hess traced back to Arabic iskebey, or "pickling with vinegar".[10] The term was anglicized to caveach, a word first attested in the late 17th century, at the same time as ketchup.[10]

Early uses in English The word entered the English language in England during the late 17th century, appearing in print as catchup (1690) and later as ketchup (1711).

I am sorry I asked. Why do I ask? You ask? Well, here we were at that most 'American' of events, a Super Bowl party, thanks to digital recording technology and to my new pal, Angelo Hill, an American ex-pat married to Michelle, his lovely Kiwi bride, we orphaned Americans were able to watch the game in all of its HD glory. We watched with several Kiwi families and guests. The Watts; Geoff, Michelle, Thomas and Toby; the Hills; Michelle, Corbin and Nico. And Matt (I forgot his last name). With Angelo, the Parks and the Taylors representing the Stars and Stripes. We watched, we ate, we tried to help the Kiwis understand the game they call 'gridiron' often making comparisons to their beloved rugby.

All was well until...no, not the half time show, not the missed calls by the refs but when the topic of ketchup arose...man oh man! And you thought wardrobe malfunction was bad? Here they have Watties tomato sauce (pronounced toe-mah-toe) and it is not good ole Heinz that is for sure. In fact I must say I am not a huge defender of the brand names, I usually think it is more about hype and image and the size of your marketing budget, but I must admit, I love Heinz and will only tolerate other ketchups back home. It is a good thing Watties says tomato sauce and not ketchup because it is not the same. Do not get me wrong, it is a nice condiment and has its place in the world and I can appreciate it for what it is (btw, Angelo cannot) but there is only one Heinz ketchup. Even my kids understand this, we went out to eat early in our time here and I thought they were going to have a break down when they dipped their fries into the stuff here! (btw it came out of a tomato shaped dispenser which should have been our first warning) When we went to the big grocery store in New Plymouth, the number one item requested by the kids was not candy or sugar cereal it was Heinz ketchup. Whew, thank goodness it was available there (it was not, at our local 4 square).

So since it was on my mind I came to realize the word ketchup or catsup (even weirder) really does not make any sense. So this is my public service announcement...enjoy.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Canterbury-Christchurch earthquake, some personal thoughts

Not entirely sure what to say here but as an event of such historical significance at the very least it should be acknowledged.

As a blog we have been adding personal thoughts and observations so it would be wise to stick to this approach.

Where were we when?  Without television we were a little behind in terms of catching on and luckily spared the tragic scenes of the disaster. I became aware of the situation while at work, we have a television in our waiting room and after lunch all became eerily quiet as the staff were transfixed to the images just coming in from Christchurch and getting the first vague details of what had occurred. In turn those with family and friends in the affected area were on the phone trying to get thru but most of the lines were busy and the tension was palpable. No panic mind you but worry until...thank goodness, by the end of the afternoon contact was made and relief was the emotion as our work day ended.

A little closer to home...Ken, Lori, Griffin and Gavin (our fellow Americans here in town) were off vacationing with friends and were to be in Christchurch at some point.  Mary our head nurse and general looker after-er spoke to Ken and made sure they were safe and sound...in fact they had been in Christchurch, 24 hrs prior to the quake and even have a picture of their boys in front of the now destroyed cathedral spire posted on their Facebook page.

So what has this meant for us?...we received an outpouring of concern as emails and Facebook posts were sent asking if we were ok.  Shelley and I reflect upon what we would have done had we gone to Darfield. Our initial choice of placement was Darfield, a small town about 1 hour outside of Christchurch however they ended up not needing me so we were offered Opunake next. It is a discussion which in some ways summarizes the situation in a general sense. In the face of natural disaster what should people do? Why do we stay? Why do we rebuild? Is it courage or is it a refusal to face reality? Until faced with such a choice I cannot say what I would do or how I would feel but it is thought provoking. We are currently in the shadow of a dormant volcano, Mt Taranaki, and we marvel at it everyday in its ever changing moods...so, what would we do if its mood turned a hot fiery red?

Kiwi-isms, a public service announcement

Good day eh? As a public service for those of you who will either; run into a Kiwi at some point in their lives; travel here to New Zealand; or will be catching episodes of "Flight of the Conchords"; I have decided to provide some guidance in the form of a recurring blog post of Kiwi colloquialisms (say that five times fast eh?).

"sweet as" a very common phrase used to convey approval, that something is particularly worthy of praise. e.g. the surf today is "sweet as"; my holiday was "sweet as".

"Bob's your Uncle" roughly translates to 'there ya go - that's all there is to it!' Just press this big red button that says 'Launch Missile', and "Bob's your uncle".

"cackhanded" left handed, southpaw

Kiwi-isms are easy to learn once you try so just keep reading this blog and Bob's your uncle. 


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Respect the Tides.

sea cave shadows

Do you know this man?

Shall we take door number one or number two?

Even our footprints will be gone in an hour.

Elephant rock?  or Snufflupagous?

Yikes!  Danger at every turn!

Two sisters, the third sister fell down after they put up the 3 sister sign!

How long does it take for the tide to come in?
Many of the most amazing beaches here can only be accessed by hiking in at low tide.  When we were at this beach the sea caves were still dripping from high tide.  Although we could only spend a few hours here it was so worth it!