Ewww... the rats ate a hole in our tent!

Based on previous weka experience Peewee decided not to leave the food bag under the fly of the tent. There seemed to be dozens of weka patrolling the campsite at Heaphy Hut just looking for an opportunity.

About three in the morning there was a scratching sound on the tent wall. Thinking it was a cheeky weka pecking at the fly a well aimed kick was administered to the tent wall. The noise stopped. Great that seemed to work. The noise came back so the same solution was used and again the noise stopped.

Unfortunately the noise started again and Peewee got up to investigate. Turning on the light Peewee Pulled  the bags from the foot of the tent. There, to his horror was not one but two holes in the floor wall of the tent! On further examination it was discovered that there were also holes in the dry bags that contained the food for the next day and spare food!

The weka were not to blame, it had been rats!

They had got into the powdered milk and the OSM bars! Some quick repairs will be necessary before we set off on our next walk.

Heaphy Track

After a night in Takaka to rest up Peewee was back on the bus heading for Brown River and the start of the Heaphy Track in Golden Bay. It was a steady but well graded climb up to our first night at Perry Saddle. Peewee decided to make a quick detour on the way up to the highest point on the track at Flanagan’s Corner.

That night Peewee drifted off the sleep listening th the call of the Ruru, his cousins the great spotted kiwi and of course the ever present Weka,  

Peewee was up bright and early the next day as it promised to be one of the most exciting. To get to the James Mackay Hut ( named after the same man as as Mackay Street in Greymouth) Peewee had to cross  Gouland Downs, a big tussock area where Takahe have been released. The views were awesome. Great rolling tussock lands for as far as you could see.

Sadly Peewee did not see a live Takahe but he did see where they had been ripping the tussock up and lots of Takahe poo! Did you know a Takahe poos between 2 and 9 metres of poo out every day! Maybe nxt time we will get to see a live bird. 

Instead Peewee had to make do with the post at boot corner. He needs both his boots so didn’t add to the collection.

At James Mackay Hut Peewee took the time to investigate the Powelliphanta snails that live along the track. Their empty shells are quite easy to find but most have holes thanks to the weka!

The next day Peewee dropped down through the forest to Heaphy Hut. On the way he passed a huge Northern Rata. It has a diameter of 3.9 metres and the roots extend 11.7 metres from its base. It was a massive tree. Nikau were also appearing in the forest. Did you know nikau means ‘ no coconuts’? I imagine it would have been pretty disappointing for the first inhabitants to find these great big palms did not grow the coconut they were used to seeing on other palms.

Brazen Weka

Peewee’s last day on Abel Tasman started with a pleasant walk in the blazing sun from Totaranui to Whariwharangi. After all walking in the sun is what Abel Tasmanhas been all about. The hut at Whariwharangi is one of only two homesteads left on the track. It has lots of information about it on the inside walls of the hut. So after setting up the tent and getting gear out to dry Peewee went to read up on the local history. Returning to the campsite he decided it was time for a quick shower to freshen up. But where was the soap? On the table came a reply from the tent. A close inspection of the stuff on the table reveals the soap is not there and more importantly why is there only one of Peewees socks?

Whariwharangi Homestead

An intense search of the surrounding bushes located bags of food, pieces of paper, empty packets and thankfully Peewees sock.  The soap, however, was gone. So if you see a Weka blowing bubbles he will be the culprit who stole the soap!

Another brazen Weka at Awaroa, no doubt a cousin of the one who stole Peewees soap.

Abel Tasman

Abel Tasman National Park with its golden sands and sea views beckons Peewee so he boarded the shuttle bus from Nelson to Marahau and he was off. After entering through the paddles he crossed the lagoon and on to the track. The first thing he noticed was how dry everything was. As he made his way to Torrent Bay campsite for his first night a thin layer of dust covered  everything.

Torrent Bay campground view

Next day we shouldered our packs and headed for Onetahuti. A number of the campsites were closed because of the drought. Along the way Peewee made friends with the guardians placed at viewpoints aroundAnchorage. The view from Onetahuti was great. It looks out at Tonga Island and the marine reserve. At low tide Peewee explored the beach. There were scallops and strange marine animals. Tonga Island marine reserve is doing its job.

Peewee with one of the guardians

Rock sculptures 

Viewpoint at Stillwell inlet

The next day it was on to Totaranui. We had to wait for the low tide at Awaroa Lagoon before we could cross. So Peewee had a coffee and entertained the friendly weka at Awaroa cafe. Once the tide had gone out Peewee crossed to make camp for the night in the biggest campground in Abel Tasman.

Cheeky weka eating apples

For his last night on the track