Day 14. Whirlwind
tour from Tauranga to Hamilton
Today I had to get up early to catch the bus at 730am to
Hamilton. The morning was pretty cool and I was wearing a jumper. The only problem that was not a problem was I
would be leaving without being fed. I was a little worried as every food type
shop was closed still, but I wasn’t hungry. Not yet anyway. There was one bus
already sitting at the bus stop and the sign on the front did say Wellington
and I was wondering if this was the bus that went to Hamilton as logically it
was going in that direction. I asked and the driver did say no it was the 710
to Wellington. I decided to sit and wait for the bus with book in hand to wait
for the bus. Soon enough a big white bus did turn up and it was y intercity bus
with final destination of Hamilton. I looked at the time once I had boarded and
it was actually 730am. I was happy to be on the bus for the next couple of
hours. Nothing spectacular occurred other
than some fog before we entered Matamata. The fog was thick in places and you
could hardly see the truck in front let alone what was hiding in the paddocks
just beyond the fence line. It disappeared once we left the mountain range. I
did think Matamata was a blink and you would miss it town until we went through
and I did see a heritage trail sign and the information centre was a hobbit
hole. That was exciting as I do want to visit the town and this proved to me
that visit it I will and have second breakfast there too.
We did arrive into Hamilton around 10 or 15 mins late, but I
was happy to be able to stop and use the loo. I needed to fix that urge before
finding food. The bus stop had a food area and that was where I got my
breakfast, of course a meat pie and a coffee. I am going to have someone at
this rate count how many pies I have eaten during my trip and give me a stern
talking to about the consumption of meat pies for breakfast. I could have cake
instead or marshmallow cake things. After I was feeling energised I went and
found the hostel by memory. I even remembered that one side of the traffic
lights didn’t have a crossing too. The hostel was what I remember it. A
converted drive through motel and I was waiting for my room to be finished once
I managed to raise the lady t reception who was elsewhere. I had called three
times before she found the phone and then she couldn’t find my booking until I
produced my print out. Luckily I said 2 nights or else I would have ended up
with one night. None of that bothered me and I was watching Ellen in the TV
room that looked exactly like a cinema complete with the bus type seats. They
were comfy too and I was happy.
Once I was sorted out I checked online to see what was
happening and then floated off into Victoria street looking for two things. The
information centre and Riff Raff from Rocky Horror show. I looked down every
street and was hoping I would find what I was looking for quickly. I did end up
in Garden Place where the Info centre was supposed to be, but all I could see
was the Library and I turned off and hurtled down the street and found good old
Riff Raff. He was doing the time warp near the Waikato museum and the best part
was I could get free wifi from this part of the city. I was telling friends
online they could see me online with the statue and one did get me mucking
around doing Gandum Style dance, while drivers in cars going past were laughing
and pointing at me. Of course I am cool and several other people online would
have wondered what on earth was he doing on camera and I was captured and
posted online. I did stick around for at least half an hour too.
The museum was my next entrance though by now it was after
1pm and I knew I needed a coffee and a meal, second breakfast? I spoke to the
museum staff member about parts of the old Paddle Steamer Rangiriri and
something to eat. I was told the boat was across the river and they did have
some parts like the rudder, but they were in storage. As to the cafe I was
given a voucher for spend over $10 and get a free coffee / hot drink. I got my
coffee and food with free wifi there too. Then I headed back to the museum and
wandered around looking at the waka that had been donated by a Maori Princess
who was quite popular and was seen as lady of the soil. There was a little
about her and the band that followed with her CFM? I cant quite remember the
name of hand, but she was wanting to raise funds for a Marae that was to be
originally used as a hospital since she had seen the hardships of the 1919 flu
epidemic. The other galleries were about the early history of Hamilton and how militia
was promised land if they would serve and once the service finished they found
the land hard to tend especially after the army rations ceased. The first white
woman to set foot onto Hamilton wasn’t the captain’s wife at all, but an Irish
lady who handed her baby to a stranger and jumped overboard. Once on land she
was laughing hysterically. Hamilton was named after a soldier who had died in
Tauranga in the fighting there and had never visited the area. There was a
story about a bridge called Union Bridge, which was replaced by Victoria Bridge
that united the East and West Hamilton. I did buy a CD from the museum called
The Big Muffin Serious Band, Jabberwocky goes to town. They seem to be local
and will play when I get home. Monty Pythonish they have a Nice side and a
Nasty side to the CD.
While at the museum I found Garden Place did indeed have the
information centre, so I headed back. Of I was back past Riff Raff and a
bookstore jumped out at me, it was a second hand one and I checked what time it
closed before finding the info centre. It was an info centre that had been
found and I was happy, but I hadn’t been looking right up the very end of the
square as I had been looking in the wrong place. I was able to get the Hamilton
heritage brochure that I was after and another map of town. I did see a statue
I wanted to meet, but all it said was Hamilton statue in the Civic Square CBD.
The wifi never told me either until I looked up and seen the statue, also I
found the council buildings as well. The bookstore I found earlier I headed
back to. I wanted to look at the New Zealand history books to see what I could
find. After looking I selected two, Death of the Rainbow Warrior by Michael
King and The Story of Northland by A.H. Reed the 1975 edition. I wanted a book
on Wanganui history, but I was happy with these two as they both will help me,
or I hope I will be informed.
Armed with maps I wanted to head over the river to the PS
Rangiriri and have a look. I headed down to the river path and picked up speed
when I seen three people arguing in an isolated spot. I didn’t want to be part
of that especially when they could be threatening to me as I could be the
sucker they were waiting for. I did find the Potter kids park and a bridge that
was donated to the park in the early 1900s and then found the memorial park
with displayed from a spitfire, anchor from HMS Waikato and an artillery gun
used during the second world war. I found the paddle steamer below these on the
banks of the Waikato River that flows through Hamilton. It was specially built
and did have a secret weapon. If boarded it could let off steam that would
scald anyone, but this defence was never use. Also the boat was abandoned in
the river for 90 years and used as a diving platform for kids. I did walk under
the Victoria Bridge wondering what the new memorial park was about and all by
itself was another war memorial when the other cenotaph was more visible. I
decided to cross the bridge and had to pass under it again when I found the
footpath was only on one side. By this time it was closing in to 6pm and I felt
a couple of spits from the rain. One of the last monuments I found was a
dedication to the commercial people from the early times and the ferry landing
place before the bridge had been built.
I will have to plan my day for tomorrow as I don’t know what
to do yet other than follow the heritage trail. It was pretty good having
nearly two full days in Hamilton as last time I was here I only had an
afternoon that I didn’t know how to use. Several years older and I have found
plenty in the city to do and find. My boots were made for walking and I try to
push myself as I don’t know what I will find. I don’t want to visit the Zoo and
know there is a cemetery somewhere.
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