New Zealand 6 – The Wild West

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We arrive in Pukekara, and stop when we see a cabin and rooms to rent sign. We stay the next 2 days in this unusual place. The cabin is huge, in fact it’s  a house, larger than any cabin we’ve stayed in and dates back to the 1800s (that’s old here). There’s more room here than we have had anywhere on our entire trip. There are 4 bedrooms and we have the whole house to ourselves, sharing the big garden with Katie and Roydon who live next door and their little daughter Amelia, who her father describes as feral! She’s 2! Though the dad looks pretty feral too.

It turns out this couple own the whole village, they are quite alternative, and we enjoy spending time with them over the next two days. They own the roadside pub, which was recently forced to close down, for not confirming to health regulations. Possom was was one of the main dishes they served up, along with other road kill they found.

Katie and her partner only eat what they hunt and kill, or catch. If they don’t catch, they go without. They manage without having to use supermarkets and do swaps with their neighbours. Vegetables are growing out of unusual containers everywhere and the green house is full of basil and little tomatoes and other aromatic herbs, which she uses as medicine. Goat skins are stretched out and pinned taut on wooden palettes, soaked in kerosene and baby oil. They will be sold in the roadside shop, as rugs, along with all the other  products made out of Possom that they also make.

Roydon and Katie  are possom haters and despise the moves the government is making to rid the country of this pest, brought in by the Europeans in the nineteenth century. The possums, which eat the birds eggs, have decimated almost the entire bird population in New Zealand. When Captain Cook landed his ship off the Marlborough Sounds, the noise was so deafening from all the birds that they had to moor their ship further out to sea, so they could sleep at night. With the exception of the Tui Bird and a few others, we see no other birds during the course of our stay here. The poison which is dropped by helicopter over vast extents of land, is getting into the food chain, and poisoning the fish and tainting the water. This is a big problem here and it’s interesting to see the perspective from their side.

There are hundreds of sand flies here, when I ask Katie what the locals use as  a deterrent, she hands me a bottle of detol mixed with baby oil. ” this will do you” and it acts as an antiseptic too when you do get bitten! I might end up smelling like a toilet, but at least it works!

This is a very lovely rural place for us so stay, the kids are in and out of their house, playing in the garden, barefoot freely, and MIllie and Amelia play happily together.

While having breakfast the next day on the terrace of our log cabin. Roydon comes over to us, blood splattered on his face and shoulder. A flash of Hollywood film scenes go through my head, though my mind is quickly put to rest when he asks us if we mind if he strips the deer he has just caught. As this is going to be done in his front porch in full view of all the children, he decides it’s politer to ask us. “Can we come and watch ? ” is our reply. Its a small deer he has caught and  he very swiftly slices and chops, explaining every inch of the carcass as he goes, till there is nothing but a single bone for the dog who has been sitting very patiently waiting knowingly. This will be fodder for the winter months. Later that evening they have a few friends over for a BBQ and invite us over to sample the grilled deer fillet, which is wonderfully tender and delicious. 

We have been listening to Laura Ingalls Wilder on an audio tape in the car, telling us the story of the Little House on the Prairie, and I am reminded here of the similarities between their lives. Living off the land, making their own clothes, making a sparse living from whatever they make and sell. It is commendable and rare.

They ask us if we would like to accompany them to a local water hole in the river for a swim and then on to a beach to fish. Millie gets on very well with their little daughter, so they are pleased she has a little friend to play with. We follow their open truck down to the river.

We discover a leak in our water pump in our car Dynamite and decide it’s time to carry on our journey and sort the car out, tempting as it is to stay and live a bit more simply like Katie and Roydon. 


Roydon slices and dices this hound deer he has huntedRoydon slices and dices this hound deer he has hunted

Roydon slices and dices this hound deer he has hunted


This beautiful Wild West  This beautiful Wild West  

This beautiful Wild West


we ooh and AHHHH at the beautiful scenerywe ooh and AHHHH at the beautiful scenery

we ooh and AHHHH at the beautiful scenery


Katie and Roydons cabin in PukekaraKatie and Roydons cabin in Pukekara

Katie and Roydons cabin in Pukekara


Amelia and MIllie paint together in the garden  Amelia and MIllie paint together in the garden  

Amelia and MIllie paint together in the garden

2 thoughts on “New Zealand 6 – The Wild West

  1. What a great blog. We miss you all so very much. We talk weekly of you all. I asked kaii yesterday if he was going to marry millie when he is older, he replied, "we are already married". I hope you are enjoying your travels xo

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