Travel log: New Zealand - A Storytellers Paradise
|A Maori Guardian in the woods|
It's week two of travelling for the Lady Doth Scribe blog and I am very happy to report the jetlag has finally subsided. Fun times with family and friends has meant late nights and somewhere between last week and today, the haze has disappeared.
This week I am in New Zealand, a country with panaromic postcard views, rugged mountain ranges and coastlines; I grew up here but its only during return journey's that I can really appreciate the natural beauty of these islands. During a daytrip to the volcanic region of Rotorua in the North Island of New Zealand, I stumbled through misty thermal springs, gaped in awe at feisty geysers and the warped moon-like terrain. At one point, the mist was so thick I could barely see and I felt a chill on the back of my neck - my imagination took hold as I suddenly found myself alone on a hillside. As I passed the bubbling mudpools and walked through the woods where carved statues of Maori Guardians stood watch amongst the trees, half hidden from view - I realised what a paradise this place is for storytellers. Listening to local legends in these incredible surroundings - what more could a writer ask for?
|NZ Native Ferns and Flax|
|Bubbling Mud Pools|
|The Pohutu Geyser, Rotorua, New Zealand|
A/N: Photos courtesy yours truly.
Snapped during NZ trip this week.