11-17 June ’11
This weekend we had a gathering of family and friends at my father-in-law’s fishing bach in Mangaweka. And something a little different this week. My beloved D90 has developed a fault and died completely on Saturday. She’s going to have to spend some time in the shop. I managed to get a few shots before she packed it in completely. This weekend was recorded on three different cameras, I’ve put the whole lot together as my first ever attempt at amature movie-making. I now have a YouTube account to add to my growing web presence. 😀
Visitors from North of the Bombay Hills.
The Lovely Man and his dad, Trev, had spent a week in Auckland in February visiting with my sister-in-law. One of the activities Vickie had organised for them was a hunting trip with her friends Ross and Tony. These guys are professional hunting guides, amongst other things. You can check out the video from that trip here – go to the 5:30min mark to find our guys. (Warning – please do not watch this if you are sensitive to the idea of hunting, shooting animals and processing them afterwards.)
This weekend we returned the favour. The guys arrived in Mangaweka on Friday set for a couple of days of hunting and fishing, barbequing and campfire sing-alongs. The kidlets and I were joining them on Saturday afternoon, to allow Jake to attend his rugby game. As luck would have it the game was cancelled along with almost all the other rugby in the region due to bad weather and ground closures. This meant we could head up Saturday morning, arriving in time for lunch – a boil up of pork bones and watercress, served with buttered bread and salt’n’pepper. Yum! Excellent traditional Kiwi kai.
After lunch Trev, Cat, Jake, Tony, Ross and the Lovely Man went off to view the sights of the Rangitikei. Billy the Kid and I stayed behind with the dog to greet Vickie and Charlotte when they arrived. We spent the afternoon chill-axing by the fire, there was a visit to the local watering hole and a bit of fun with the old bulldozer, Oliver.
A couple of birds were spit roasted over the fire for dinner. And after dinner the guitars came out. Cat has been learning the guitar for a couple of years now, and by the accounts of those in the know she’s doing really well. Vickie is a professional musician, so it is always loads of fun when we get together as a family. (Check out the video below for a sample of the sing-along)
On Sunday morning the keen hunters headed out for a walk in the bush to see if they could pot a deer. Those of us who prefer to sleep in stayed home. I have discovered my addiction. “Hello, my name is Lisa. I am a photo-holic”. The D90 may be broken, but I can’t stop making pictures. My trusty Canon point-and- shoot to the rescue!
The hunters returned empty-handed, time for brunch. Now, preparing meals and cooking for chef and restaurateur is a little nerve wracking. Tony owns a restaurant in Auckland called Cazador – I found an excellent review in the Auckland Herald. I think we will have to try it out next time we’re in the big smoke. We did manage to lay on pheasant breast wrapped in bacon as part of our brunch, to go with the eggs, toast and hash browns. “O-riiiight!!”
After brunch it was time to try a spot of fishing. The Rangitikei had been in flood from the down pour a few days earlier, so the chances of catching anything were slim. Still, the Auckland folk were keen to give it a go.