Sorry 'bout that

Well the last couple posts have been fun to write, boring to read and absolutely useless. Sorry about that. You are probably wondering what I've been up to lately. Well... little bit of this, little bit of that. You know how it goes.

Rotorua Redwoods

I went on a walk through the redwood forest with Aunty Tracy and Kelci. It was so beautiful and peaceful in there. I plan on going back sometime and doing a longer trek. If only I could find a hiking partner. 8 hour round trip to the blue and green lakes through the beautiful forest? Call me crazy, but that sounds awesome.
By the way... The redwoods native here. They are one of the thousands of introduced species. Given as a 'gift' to someone years ago and then they just grew out of control. So they are not as big or tall as the californian redwoods, but give them another couple years and the could be. Everything grows so fast here. The soil is good. The weather is warm and there is lots of rain. All you have to do is throw some seeds on some dirt and you've got a garden. A bird poops and a tree grows. Hey! Even the fence posts grow!

Next: Nana and I went on a lake tour. Self guided and, of course, free! There are so many lakes here: Lake Rotorua, Rotoiti, Rotoma, Okataina, Okareka (also known as the blue lake), Tikitapu (green lake), Rotomahana, Tarewera. And on and on. The best thing? They are all within 20 minutes of each other! There are more, many more, but I won't bore you with all the meaningless names. My favorite? Lake Tarewera. We found a little trail that lead to a secluded meadow. Surrounded by twisting, moss covered trees, complete with it's own fresh underground spring and an remarkable view of the lake. I could have spent all day there. I plan to dedicate a separate post to that wonderful post.

On the shore of Lake Tarawera

 The thing is, Lake Tarewera wasn't always so peaceful. In fact, in erupted in 1886 killing 120 people, burring the pink and white terraces, increasing the lake to almost 4x it's original size. It also buried the village of Te Wairoa in a couple meters of mud and ash. Now it has been turned into a tourist attraction. For a small price you can walk through what is left of a once thriving villiage. Thanks to my somewhat hazy status as a Rotorua resident I got in free. The Buried Village is also where you will find Waiere Falls. What amazed me was how such a little stream could turn into such a spectacular waterfall!

Leading up to Waiere Falls

Waiere Falls

Waiere Falls

There is so much I could tell you, but this post is already to long and I should probably get some sleep. I will update more often, I promise. I will do better next time!

Loves, B

PS Tomorrow it is supposed to rain. Big surprise. So... Smallville marathon anyone? I think so.
Don't you dare judge me