Hitchhiking

man.
this last few days has been reallllly eventful. I figured I should write an entry before I forget everything that has happened...
The last entry I wrote from Wanaka, down south... I'm on the opposite end of the south island of New Zealand now... up north!
From Wanaka I walked a few km out of town, after booking a doctors appointment for my leg, figuring out that my insurance policy wouldn't cover it and deciding it wasn't worth the wait (it is healing now... much less painful most of the time)
anyhow... I walked to "Puzzling world" I'd love to take the kids there... it was really fun. payed $10 entry to do a 3D walk around maze... the best I have ever seen, and to go through the illusion rooms...I haven't done anythign like that in a long time. so it was really fun. definetly worth while.
from there I proceeded to hitch toward the west coast... first ride was really quick. electrical van drove me to the next town over then hooked a ride with a guy that claimed he was Bill clinton's and John Travolta's chef... no doubt in my mind that he was... he forgot some files at a restaurant about 80km up the road... drove like hell to get there and dropped me off near a little hamlet right near dark as the rain was beggining to come down. I hitched for over an hour, right into the darkness. there were all of 4 cars. I was just scoping out a place to camp after the last car went by as a vehical teavelling in the opposite direction passed, slowed, turned around and pulled up. In the car was a young couple... They said they saw me, knew that there was no traffic and that it was raining and stopped a ways up the road to make room. they also asked if I didn't mind sitting in the back with their pet rats! I threw my stuff in the hatch and hopped in. they were headed to fox glacier... a good ways up the west coast.. they were also running a buisness very similar to the one I want to set up when I get home... making a product and marketing it. They were actually making their rounds with their customers... and yeah.. so we drove into the night, talking buisness, me hanging out with the rats in the back seat...
When we got to Fox glacier we put ourselves up at a backpackers and grabbed some beers... talked half the night way about everyhting under the sun. really wonderful people. I wish them all the best in their buisness ventures and in their lives together. beautiful souls, both of them...
We travelled together the next day aswell... all the way up to Nelson, at the top of the south island, stopping along the way for them to check up with thier customers and to their marketing thing. great adventures...
found this really cool hostel in Nelson... some guy chased us down as we were backing out the car.. promised us free breakfast and a fgood deal... so we figured we'd check it out. The guy was Dave.. the runs "the Palace" if you ever find yourself in Nelson, check this place out.. stay a while. it's a group of buildings over 100 years old... wood paneled ceilings, chandeliers... vines and palms all grown together in the yrds.. spa and really rad decor. And the type of people than hang out there are definetly on my page... really odd people... spiritual seekers and such. great times...
I'm flying down to christchurch day after tomarrow... really dumb of me but I booked a ticket to Auckland from christchurch and now I'm in Nelson... I can't cancel the ticket so I have to fly to christchurch now and then back up to Auckland.... cheap flight, only $93NZ, a bus is $70 and takes 8.5 hours.. so I figured just take a 45 minute plane ride... ahaha and besides I'm already spending way too much money, so what's another $100.
anyhow... making some plans.. go out to Able tasman maybe? jump out of an airplane maybe?
I'll figure it out...
Happy mothers day mom!
and I love you all.
things are well and I should get a chance to write one more entry here in N.Z. before flying to Thailand on the 15th!

I have had the most bizzare experiances in the last few days..
The ride that picked me up after a couple of hours wait coming out of Te Anau was a crazy kiwi couple that drove 170km/h til the highway split and we went separate ways. good fun. next ride was a cool kiwi guy, lives in Denmark and NZ. follows the good weather. a musician. hooked up right to the nose. buddies with AJ hackett and all them. yeah. he drove me back to Queeenstown, where I waited for the rest of the bloody day.
I've got to tell you something...
I am back on track.
you know how I can tell? the universe is responding to my requests again... now that I am finished resisting it. resisting what is.
I've known for a long time what I was supposed to do... I was supposed to cut off my hair. every ounce of my being told me to do it... but I resisted. (oh and Dad - uncle Ernie did get through to me. he came to me in a dream and told me to cut off my hair. I did the next morning)
things are back on.
where I was going with thaat all... is that by the evening of that day hitching I was desparate for a ride as it was getting dark... I requested for some nice christians to see my limping down the road and pick me up.... within 10 minutes a guy with two kids on bicycles rides by... stops to talk, offers a place to stay... the conversation is open. I say I want to try to hitch until dark, he says he'll meet me at the bridge later... yaddah yadda... dark comes, I'm at the bridge, he's back and picks me up with his friend and daughter. we go into town and buy a stupid amount of food. they're nice people.
we go back to their place and barbecue enough meat to feed an army, get drunk and hang out. two south african couples (white but born and raised there) 3 kids the same ages of my niece and nephews. I put together that they were christians because they mention curch once within the first 5 minutes of meeting them all, we held hands and said grace at dinner... but it wasn' until we had a few drinks did the bible/creationist convo really begin. my god. these poeple were intense. Creationism is very much like scientology.... we talked the night way and I spent the better half of Today talking to Lea, the mom of the kids... holy shit. I could never buy into it... but it is very fascinating to me... to observe the poeple that do... yeah...
Great meal, wonderful huuuuge home with a spectacular view... biiig bed (sooo nice!) and they bandaged up my knee (my knee is f*%&ed right up) and dropped me off at the highway this afternoon, where I got picked up by the most georgeous chilean girls... my god were they beautiful. sat me between them all cozy like in their campervan and listened to their cultural music. my god. I have to learn the language. good ride, but only going to Cromwell. next ride was an irish couple and a dutch guy. dropped me in Wanaka. I'm staying at the Purple Cow hostel. nice place.
Really amazing how different people react to me without my dreads. cute (normal) girls smiling at me and saying hi. I can talk easily with the kind of people I normally despise because they wont look me in the eye...
mainly... people aren't afraid of me... or intimidated or whatever it was.... really interesting to me.
that an it's great to feel my head. I still haven't shaved my head... just wearing the fuzzy shag that is my noraml hair... all different length. I like it.
So yeah. plan is... headed up the west coast and then toward christchurch... might take the train from greymouth or somthing. see what transpires. have about a week to do it. and I am planning on shipping most of my shit home before heading to thailand. far too much to carry needlessly in asia. gonn cost me a small fortune to do so though. send it by sea or something.
ok. I'm alive... been bitten right up by sandflies and can barely walk without my walking stick... but I'm still kickin!

Bloody amazing last copuple days...
have to do this quick - as I am in a little shop in eagle hawk neck. I've been shopping here at least a couple times a day to fuel my bicycling habit and have befriended the owners... so they are letting me burn a CD and write after the place has closed... it
s dark, so excuse the typos.
Yesterday I cycled 20km to port aurthur and back, 40km total. Got picked up by a guy from the hostel down in port aurthur... ripped around and saw some more sights around there, then cycled back from the port....
Cycled another 16km today... then hiked 10 km, including to the summit of the Tasman Coastal trail, 2478 feet up. The views from some of the lookouts on the side trails were better than anything I have ever seen with my own eyes... bloody amazing. I tried to take photos... but better than taking photos would be to take you - and drag you up there with me.... you really do have to see it for yourself.
I've definetly got an runners high or something going on. I feel like a jock... all full of energy and excitable!
HA!
Something really intense happend at the summit too! as you get up there, the ecosystem changes completely... the big trees become small spiny black trees and stange flowers... the mosses change.... the rocks change.... then it opens right up and WOW... thats all I can say....
but yeah. the intese thing is I SAW ANOTHER TIGER SNAKE TODAY!!! but this one wasn't on the higghway being run over by a finlander... this one was just behind me on the path... I was wakling down just after the summit... blissed out from the views... then heard a slithering sound... (all of those years catching snakes as a kid is worth something...) the sound was from behind me... I turned around and no more than 3 feet behind me there is this great big tiger snake! he wasn't quuite as huge as the one on the road... but was still a little over a meter long.... and mind you, a tiger snake bite will kill you within hours....(on this track, I didn't see anyone, alllll day, so there wouldn't be any help even if I yelled) so what do I do? follow the thing into the bushes! hahah... carefully of course. I did get a photo of him..., bvut just his tail. I stopped bacause A) he turned around and B) I swear I could hear another one near by. so yeah... I just got out ogf there... walked down the mountain and watched the ground. mannnn did that ever get me going though... my pulse spiked,.... aderenaline zinging through by veins... just thinking that I was unknowingly within striking distance of this deadly animal as I walked by....he would have watched me go by... looking right at my bare ankles (I was in flipflops, hiking - I know) then slithered out....
(one of the ladies here at the store just handed me the calender of the day page with a quote she figured suited me: "Each place along the way is somewhere you had to be to be there" and its got a dog checking out a map... todays page - I love tasmanian people... they're so nice)
hahah... I spent last night seeking out crayfish, crabs and fish down in the bay on some rocks... had lots of fun... amazing what kind of stuff scurries away when you turn on the lights.
going down to another cool place tonight... reccomended by a local lady for stange shit to ssee aty night in the water... should be cool. then I can eat the left over potato wedges the ladies here sold me for a dollar.... like 5 pound of them... just like SEV back home! hahah
been great here. I have really enjoyed my time on ther Tasman penninsula... Love wehat I've seen and have already planned out about 5 days or so of hikes to do next time I'm here.
I fly to Sydney tomarrow.
the bus system out of Eaglehawk neck is really poor. amimed at school kids. would get me to the airport by 9am... tooo bad I don't have to be there until 8pm...
So I'm gonna hitch it... see more country and meet more people that way anyway... just kind of hard to predict when I'm gonna get there.
everything'll work out.
a little drifting - then, next stop, Sydney, N.S.W.

What a crazy few days this has been.... a story of being in the right place at the right time...
I thnk my last entry left off where I woke up in some guys car.... then was waiting for something to do to find me... and it did.
After that entry I got my cheap sushi and sat out on a bench in the elizibeth st. outdoor mall... seated myself near a really great street musician, playing guitar. just as I'm finishing eating, he's finishing playing and comesn up to me, asks: "how would you like to go out on a boat today? I need a hand with a couple of things, and you get a free boat ride out of it" - I couldn't disagree with that... so we hopped in the van and headed down to the water. he had a 47 foot sailboat and needed me for a deckhand... cause you can't bring a boat that size in all on your lonesome... so I got a crashcourse. him yelling orders, near misses... high waves... and an engine that doesn't giver any better than high idle.. all in all a great experiance... we got stuck out in the middle of the bay.. winds were too strong for the little motor and the sails were still down.... so we had to get into a little shipping port near some navy vessels and wait it out before making another shot for battery point... we made it alright... good times
Went back to the hostel and checked in for a proper room and spend the rest of the evenning and the next day meeting people. had a wonderful time and went out the next night out into the (suprisingly) booming Hobart night life... had a blast...
took off in the morning... took a city bus to the edge of town and stuck out my thumb. within 20 minutes I got picked up by a couple. they asked me if I was going to the show... I didn't even know it, but Xavier Rudd was playing at a small festival near in a little village, Luishem (spelling is wrong) not even an hour out of Hobart. They took me there....set up my tent int he free campgrounds. I met a bunch of really cool people who taught me a bunch of things about archetecture, solar heating and photography....really ggot my creative gears turning... weather turned to shit - Tasmanians don't xcare. they stick it through, knoweing that the weather can completely change one minute to the other... and it cleared up just as the stars were coming out for Xavier rudd... and you could never imagine my luck. there were standing seats, right on the side of the stage for media people, but they let us stand there, right on the side of the stage, 20 feet from Xavier Rudd - and it was totally free. We had better seats than the people who payed $50 to be there, I shit you not. and when I found that spot, there were a couple guys from my hostel there... so we all hung out. was great. and I got some really great phot's/video for you Xavier Rudd fans back home.
Spend the night in the campgrounds - with all of the Tassie locals, partiing it up. I think I was the only forgeiner out of the 50 -100 people I met that night... I was "Mr. Canada" and they got me nice and drunk, feeding me candaianj club and local beers, inventing imaginary animals for me to ask other people about... I learned their tricks pretty quick. they were impressed.... I can't even explain how nice and friendly these pople here are. never experianced anything quite like it.
Set off in the morning to continue on to the Tasman penninsula, where I presently am. spent the afternoon touring around witha guy from near here - seeing all of the geological sights and sheer cliff coastlines here - (some of the most magnificent I've seen)
Staying at an eco-hostel. camped outside with a sheep and some ducks in the yard. all of the water onsite is natural rain water, the toilets composting toilets. outdoor kitchen. bloody great. $7/night and $5 to rent the bike I rode down to eaglehawk neck, where I sit typing. I plan to cycle down to Port. Aurthur today... 20km or so...
but I've got to go. Internet is $12.00/h here. bloody expensive.
talk soon.
I'm off to sydney in a couple days to meet up with Chryysi. probably write then.
Take care!

crazy adventures since my last entry...
I walked for about 12 hours from James's place before I got a ride... camped one night about 10km down the road... at a tree farm... growing blue gum trees
(a little aside about the logging/tree farming practices here - the local forests are cut and reduced into woodchips, sold to the japanese for pulp. whatever is left or not used is firebombed by helicopters, burn to the ground. then the ground is laid with 1080 poison to kill all incects, weeds all forms of life. North ameriancan pine trees or blue gums, are planted in rows and fences are put up. The ecosystem is effectively ^&$@'ed right up. The water is poisoned.... dream within an aside - whilist sleeping at the tree farm I had a dream (this is before I knew anything about the practice, just thought it was weird that there were no bugs there, (at all)... in the dream, there were Koalas in the trees. I was admiring them... beautiful creatures.. some rough and tough blokes came in with chainsaws and shot the Koalas right out of the trees with pistols. I ran to get myself out of the way. I was spotted and they chased me down and shot me down in the same fashion as the koalas....)
resume story.
Stayed the night on a tree farm. During the night there were very sick sounding amimals in the bushes all around me... I tried to seek them out before I went to sleep... but they would run off as I got close. During the night one woke me up... probably a wallabie, as it was hopping really quickly toward my tent! Alarm bells went off in my head... I didn't want anything trampling my tent.. so I shouted at it and it stumbled, turned around and hopped off away..
so yeah... after waking from that dream, and another really disturbing dream before it - I packed my things quickly and hit the road. It really didn't feel right staying there. My dreams made that very apparent...
spent the next 8 hours walking on a road with almost no cars... maybe 2-4 cars/hour. I was determined to walk all the way to the junction if I had to.. which was looking like the case. "only 20 more kilometers!"....
Finally got picked up by a guy from Finland. He didn't understand english very well... even had trouble understanding me as I was advising him that perhaps he should be driving on the left side of the road, insead of the right after he picked me up! (he had just rented the vehical and was not yet used to driving on the left. (Micheal&Raphella and I made jokes about this... didn't think it would hapen) think it was his first time driving a standard aswell - he claimed that there was "kangaroo petrol" in the tank) Kouta was very clumsy, fumbly, tall, opera singer. Actually sang opera for a career... and drove like a bloody mad man. got us places quick though.
Saw my first Tiger snake! about a meter and half long, as big around as a tennis ball. deadly poisonus. unfortunately, Kouta ran over it. he didn't see it - even when I pointed and told him to slow down, he swerved and ran right over it... that still sits a little heavy with me. such a large creature... killed by someoones lack of awareness... anyhow.
We drove half way across tasmania, checking out hiking trails along the way, in search of the tallest eucalypts in the southern hemisphere. Armed with 1:25000 scale maps and a GPS unit, we found them!
Spend the frst night in Maydena. Kouta had a hotel reservation. single room. didn't allow hitchhikers to sleep on the floor (I think he was just too honest) so I tramped out and found myself some nice, old, out of use railroad tracks and set up my tent beside them. cooked up some soup on the tracks and retreated into my tent as the rain started to fall. It bloody well poured all night long. I stayed nice and dry in my portable apartment... the only time you get wet is when you have to pack up your gear while it's still raining in the morning.. fun.
the next day was bloody amazing. We spent most of the day at a little place called Andromeda reserve, in "the valley of giants", Styx valley, to find the tallest Swamp gums, also the tallest trees left standing in the southern hemisphere 98metres, I belive. amazing trek through the rainforest... pouring rain - us suited up in raingear.... the forest is so wet here there are leeches all over.. (I actually have a leech hickey on my neck that bled quite profusely for about an hour) no trails.. we made out own.. climbing over fallen trees, clearing man ferns as we trudged through knee to waist deep forest floor... That was the rainforest fix I needed...
From the Styx valley we drove down through Hobart and out to a place called Lonnsale, 40km out on logging roads (the GPS unit came very much in handy in this area, as our maps were about 15 years old. alot has changed since then) Here we found a tree cemetary. absolutely heartbreaking. but it's the reality of the situation. Logging in tasmania is the biggest buisness in all of australia. destroying this beautiful island...
ANyhow... after trudging through the burned and poisoned landscape out to the very edge of the cut, we found the tallest blue gums left standing. 94 metres or so. They are now directly exposed to this barren land... some of them dead already, partly from the fires that raged in such close proximity...
Kouta was very disapointed that these trees were in such surroundings. I was not disapointed.... I was compelled, awkakended and slightly enraged to see that this was going on... It is done all over here.. I'm learning more and more about it as I go. sick. NO sense it being angry about it though... that won't help. It does very much inspire me to do somehing to increase awareness about these activities here and back home...
I'll put that one down for now..
Driving back from this site at night was really fun. I saw almost every marsupial possible... about 2 dozen Wallabies, a couple tasmania devils, a couple spotted tailed quolls (endangered), couple ringed tailed possums(endangered), few regular possums, some rabbits (introduced) and a bunch of other animals that were none of the above but I'm not sure exactly what they were.... very cool... but you had to drive really slow because there were animals on the road at any given time...
ok. got to make this quick. time is running out.
got into Hobart after the hostel I wanted to stay at was closed. There were some people outside... they were going to sneak me in, but then where do I sleep... This one guy, who was staying at the hostel, insisted that I sleep in his "campervan" because he wasn't using it... local Tasmanian, and I think he was kind of drunk... but I couldn't refuse an offer like that... we walk to it... It was acutally a stationwagon with a matress in the back, parked right on a main street in the CBD (central buisness district; downtown) he setme up. I figured... cool. free place in the city.. set myself up. got a good night's sleep. awoke to crazy traffic... people walking by and some guy in a suit informing me that I'm gonna have to wake up and move my car because it's parked in a loading zone! hahahha. I got my 8 hours... so I got up, packed up my stuff and went back to the hostel. found Shane and woke him up. let him know he was parked illegally and he stmbled down without shoes, even and moved it in a hurry. he hooked me up with a free place to sleep and I saved him a ticket in the morning. win/win.
ok. time is up.
I have to figure out what I'm doing here today. I want out of the city already...
but first, I found a sushi joint with a "sushi happy hour", which begins now...
alright. things are going great here.
write again soon... and put up some pictures when I have time.
I updated the pictures again from James'slace - some of you may not have seen - go back to the bottom of the last entery for the link, if you didn't see them.
times up!