Middle Earth Tour Day
15: The non radioactive glowing caves of Waitomo
Today was the day that I would be visiting the Waitomo
caves. On every other trip I had been on in the past the bus or even train had
passed this area on my way either to the north or south. Finally after so long
I was finally going to head there and after doing some research where I wouldn’t
be relying on the Intercity or great sights type us. I was going there by the
local taxi service who seem to service the area and they have an online
presence too. I was woken up by a dirty loud alarm that I was not going to move
out of bed to find out what it was all about. It had whirred on just after 6am
in the morning and I went back to sleep hoping here was no major warnings. The
weather that had became a little wet the night before turned out to be really
nice even if there was a little bit of cloud in the sky. The bed was decent
unlike the hostel that was hard and a thin matress, but I think I slept really
well and was warm.
Once I was up and moving I went to a local cafe that sold
pies and large ones at that though it was the coffee I really was after and I
was happy to have that. I was chatting away with the lady behind the counter
who told me she had been to the Gold Coast for her honeymoon. The coffee was
good though I do wonder why the park owner didn’t recommend that place as a
place to eat since they are closer than anyone else. It wasn’t a long wait
until I had to catch the taxi and I was informed by the park owner that the
alarm was for the rural fire brigade to get the volunteers out. The taxi soon
turned up and he is a lovely old chap called Bob who lives in the area for all
his life though he was bought up near the caves. He had plenty of information
on the area and was telling me his sole passenger all about what was happening
in the area like the beginnings of the Haka and when Governor Grey and a local
Maori chief were sorting out borders with hats. The monument for that fact is
just up the road on the wrong side, but I got another monument for that in
town. He dropped me off in front of the Waitomo glow worm caves entrance and I
was to meet him later that afternoon at the information centre. He explained to
me what the loos meant with the Tane being for the men, which I already knew.
I had booked two tours to go on while I was at Waitomo. The
first was to see the glow worms and the other was to have a trek underground in
the caves. I wasn’t pushing my luck with going black water rafting in the caves
as I didn’t have all the gear required. We were told there was to be no
photography inside the cave and the guide was funny when he asked where
everyone was from and said hello in that language especially a very British
Helloo and for me G’day mate of course. I was explained how the formations were
created in the limestone caves from the water and that the water drips on
Fridays taking only around 100 years to make 1cm. We were shown the cathedral
where people could get married and one of the people local to the area had and
her great great grandfather with more greats had been owner of the cave. The
caves were part of the government until handed back to the traditional owners.
The entrances were also burial sites at times as people were afraid of the
spirits inside. We were shown that the glow worms had sticky dangly lines to catch
their prey that they ate. We were then taken down into the caves for a boat
ride to see the worms glowing. They were spectacular and well worth the trip to
visit as they glowed on the ceiling like stars as there were so many of them.
The next part of my dual tours was the Ruakuri cave where we
were picked up and taken to another cave system further down the road. The
guide explained that the owner of the cave group was only 16 when he had found
this one and he is now in his 60s or 70s now and took them a long time to make
the entrance to the system we were going down. We were shown the different type
of formations that were there and were told any damage to the cave formations
would mean a $10,000 fine. One such was called a sheet and we were shown that
there are alarms around a few on them on the walk so that they would sound when
a hand went too close like when I tried it. I was not the only one who had done
that at all. The glow worms were described here as being not worms but maggots
that ate their own and had shiny poo. It was a pretty big system were in and I
had only been though a man made mine before and this was very different. Nearby
there were adventure cavers doing their own thing and the loud rush of water of
a huge waterfall that we were told was only ankle deep water and five foot high
and a picture was taken of several disappointed people. One of the caverns was
known for being a den of dogs where a chief had been buried and was tapu, which
was why some couldn’t go through the natural entrances. It is remarkable what
rock and water can do. We were told stories about the construction of the cave
walk ways to protect them from the tourists. In some places we were suspended
in mid air. The main part of the entrance to the cave system was a spiral ramp
that took you up or down and was apparently well known.
Once we were finished we were dropped off back at the glow worm
cave though I wanted to take a walk through the bush to town via a lookout. The
walk was steep and up a few flights of stairs where I met some skittish cows
that were watching me take pictures from the lookout. On the way down I tried
taking pictures of some fast flying bumblebees. I was worried on the walk into
town that the path I was on was the wrong one as I was on one side of a stream until
I came to a bridge and then I knew I was alright. I was in the Village of
Waitomo and there was not much to see at all other than a few shops and the
information centre. I went to the store where it had not much supermarket stuff
at all. I had lunch there and went on my way out of town. I was thinking about
visiting the local Pa sight as it was labelled for being a fortress type thing
from the Maori, but I had no idea how far it would be so I turned back. I didn’t
ant to take too much time as I didn’t have heaps of time left. The information
centre and museum was my next stop where I got to watch about the life cycle of
the glow worm and its sticky thread. It was a strange creature and I never knew
it had a small section to itself with a few threads. The museum was about the
history of the caves and the tourism in the area that began around 1887 and
until the present time. The historic building I found was the Waitomo caves
hotel and that was a big building on the hill.
It was time for me to go and I was wondering f Bob had
remembered that I had been ready to be picked up and he was running a bit late.
I was starting to wonder though I was reading a book if he had not gone to
sleep and forgot. Also I owed him money and if he didn’t turn up I could be
stuck for a bit. He did eventually turn up, but found it was a bus that had
been late. I was his only passenger back to town though he had dropped people
off at Waitomo. It was then that I had learnt he had grown up in the area and
had been driving taxis for around 50 of those years. He joked that he was on
autopilot from a certain point down the road. He wasn’t that impressed with the
caravan park owner telling me it was alright to cross the train tracks
especially since I heard that someone locally had died being hit by a train. I
did ask about Harrodsville and he gave me the story about that, but I have not
found the kiwiana type thing about that since the town goes through the history
of various things that make New Zealand famous. The information centre was
still open when I arrived in town so I went looking for ideas like walks other
than the kiwi house.
The kiwi house is my trip for the second day in Otorohanga
and I have been told its the biggest walk in aviary in the southern hemisphere.
I have no reason to doubt old Bob on that and he gave me his business car where
he can get a discount for me by showing it. I have no idea what to do in town
other than do some ore exploring in some areas as its really small and I would
miss it if I blinked. The town is really not that big at all and I have walked
some of the main street already.
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