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So Sunday morning MP, AW and my self headed north to Picton briefly stopping at Kaikoura for a break we arrived about 3:45pm and headed down to the foreshore to wait for AR to arrive from Wellington, her ferry showed up so we headed to the Interislander ferry terminal to wait for her to disembark. 15mins later we had spotted the passengers get off the ferry no one had shown up at the terminal and with the arrival of txt asking where we were we realised that we'd gone to the wrong terminal and needed to go to the Bluebridge terminal (first time I'd heard of there existence, wonder when they started up). So after a short drive we picked up AR and retired to our holiday park for the night, where we proceeded to spend an hour or so swimming in the heated pool, before heading out for tea and then after playing Pirates (The Boardgame, won by AR on her first game by 1pt).
Next day (Monday) it was up at a reasonable time, sort out gear and head down to the kayak company, where they're quite happy to hire us gear but tell us our planned route doesn't exist/is impossible. So after a few suggestions we decide on an alternative that involves a rather long first day, load up our kayaks and head out with out stopping for lunch, we finally get onto the water at 12ish. We then proceeded to follow the route outlined in the map, enjoying the scenery and the weather.
The Route Pink being AR/AW
At 5:30pm (still with out lunch, though a reasonable amount of dried fruit/bars), after having stopped once at a nice cove for a bit 3 hours earlier to alter the kayaking pairs and have a rest, we decided to skip the first camping spot which is just around the headland and push on to the planned Island. At 7ish AW and MP spot a pair of rather large dolphins in the shallows and get with in 5m of them (the other kayak due to a maintenance ;P issue was currently grounded for a short break). Finally at ~8:30 we arrive at Blumine Island, just as the sun sets, after 8hours kayaking half of which was into a headwind and having covered 20+ Km.
Finally the Island!
We set up tents and have tea while fighting off the scouts from the local Weka population, before the light entirely fades then head to bed to play cards as the Weka's scream their warcry's to summon reinforcements. By this point the Weka scouts have managed managed to drag our bag of maps, our chocolate, the bread, several empty plastic bags and some other food to the edge of the bush before we finally intercept them and had a go at our plastic dishes.
More of the Blighters
Tuesday - 5am am woken by the birdsong as the local birds decide to let me know that the sun will be rising in a few hours time, nice song but way to loud (have a listen the the movie file below), the result of which is, I apparently wake others in my tent with my mutters about the loudness :)(Blumine Island is a reserve with a significant trapping program as a result there are lots of native birds, which combined with the campsite being carved out of native bush...).
Finally getting up a couple of hours later, enjoying the view of the sound in the morning light, taking some photos and having had breakfast (Muesli bars for me, Muesli + milk powder (icky) for the others).
Wednesday - wake up at 5am again, Birdsong, get up 7am take a few more photos wait for the others to get up then pack up the camp and reload the kayaks while fighting off the Wekas whose numbers have now approximately tripled. We then head to Resolution bay to drop the kayaks off, a quarter of the time spent getting there seems to be spent with the kayaks along side in the middle of the sound, as we try to work out which of the various bays we can see is the one we're actually supposed to be going to. Finally arrive at the beach below the School House bay camping ground dump the gear out of the kayaks set up the tents then AR and MP take them a bit further round to the pickup point where they're collected by a water taxi about an hour later. The first part of the days been rather cloudy and windy but in the afternoon it brightens up and the weather becomes quite pleasant. As a result the afternoon is spent having lunch, then mucking about down on the foreshore taking photos and enjoying the view.
View of School House Bay, Campsite and Resolution Bay
Tea is had as we fight of the scouting wave of the local Weka's (we've learnt this time though, we'll not be hanging around long enough for their reinforcements to arrive ;-)). Then it's more card games and finally off to bed in preparation for walking the next day, unfortunately I'd ended up with a "large" rock partly under where I'm sleeping so a lot of time is spent trying to avoid it, and I'm up rather early the next day.
Need I say anything?
Thursday - up early take a few photos and wait for the others to get up. Once every ones had breakfast we pack up fighting off the Weka scouts, and start walking leaving at about 10am (before the reinforcements arrive). Lovely weather but hot the tracks rather wide and through native bush for the most part with good views down into the sound and it's bay's.
View out across Resolution Bay
We arrive at the Lodge in Endeavour inlet at 1:30pm (~3 hours) and stop to buy lunch (mmh Cold Ginger bear + Wedges covered in sour cream, sweet chilly sauce, fried mushrooms and Onion; simply heavenly). An hour later it's back to the track with refilled water bottles from the lodge tap (Looks like a lovely place to stay, if you want to explore the sounds I'd suggest having a look at it). The plan is to continue to camp bay or punga cove for the night (4 hours) as the alternative to stay at the inlet would mean we'd need to walk 7 hours tomorrow the last 3 straight up the steep ridge, rather than a 3 hour walk up it before camping for the day. Any way so back on the track after 2 hours most people are finding it some what painful, the weathers still lovely and there have been some lovely views out to the sound and Blumine Island. About 40 mins out from Punga cove AR can barely walk, so we carry her pack for a bit then when reaching the 30min sign for Punga cove leave it behind the sign and MP dashes on ahead to inform AW and to book rooms at the Punga cove backpackers/resort. We finally get there and take MP's back upto the rooms which are half way up the hill as he heads back down the track to grab AR's back. Getting back 40 or so minutes later. At which point it's decided AR can't walk any more so we'll get the water taxi out from here the next day rather than carry onwards. So it's off for hot showers and tea before heading to bed. The days result is 25+ Km/8hours walked, 1 person with bad blisters, 2 with minor blisters and one complaining about sore feet :-p.
Walking the Walk
Friday - Up at a reasonable time, water taxis informed of the changed schedule then backing up our gear and heading down to the jetty, with overcast weather and spits of rain. End up playing cards in the cafe for an hour or so while waiting for the taxi, then back to Picton. Where we collect our gear that was stored at the kayak company and load it into the Van, then head back to Chch stopping at Blenhiem for lunch at the square and refreshments. We finally arrive back in Chch about 6:30pm/7pm two days early.
Still I enjoyed the trip especially the kayaking and the first quarter of the walk. Lessons learnt, A day of 7+ hours of any physical activity with a group of people of a variable degree of fitness is asking a lot. Walking with heavier than usual packs is not good if you want to avoid blisters.
As usual click on images for bigger versions! And a Few more images Including Shiny's, remnants of wildlife, wildlife, and various things that looked interesting!
Interesting native species - Giant Snail Shells and a Matticus Handius
It was after pulling this maneuver a couple of dozen times that it suddenly hit me: I had, quite unconsciously, adopted the tactics of a suicide bomber -- or a kamikaze pilot.
Whether you live and play in augmented reality or virtual reality is a choice you'll make every day. Probably the two environments will overlap so that the next generation — the folks born in 2012 — won't necessarily be aware of it. Do you remember growing up before computers? Before CDs? Before GPS? Before the internet? They're not going to remember growing up before MMOs, or VR, or AR. The politicians grandstanding today about the evils of computer games and the urgent need to ban Whizzumajig will look as quaint to their eyes as a Prohibition-era preacher ranting about the evils of the demon Rum.
Do women, on average, have a different profile of aptitudes and emotions than men? Were the events in the Bible fictitious — not just the miracles, but those involving kings and empires? Has the state of the environment improved in the last fifty years? Do most victims of sexual abuse suffer no lifelong damage? Did Native Americans engage in genocide and despoil the landscape? Do men have an innate tendency to rape? Did the crime rate go down in the 1990s because two decades earlier poor women aborted children who would have been prone to violence? Are suicide terrorists well educated, mentally healthy, and morally driven? Are Ashkenazi Jews, on average, smarter than gentiles because their ancestors were selected for the shrewdness needed in money lending? Would the incidence of rape go down if prostitution were legalized? Do African American men have higher levels of testosterone, on average, than white men? Is morality just a product of the evolution of our brains, with no inherent reality? Would society be better off if heroin and cocaine were legalized? Is homosexuality the symptom of an infectious disease? Would it be consistent with our moral principles to give parents the option of euthanizing newborns with birth defects that would consign them to a life of pain and disability? Do parents have any effect on the character or intelligence of their children? Have religions killed a greater proportion of people than Nazism? Would damage from terrorism be reduced if the police could torture suspects in special circumstances? Would Africa have a better chance of rising out of poverty if it hosted more polluting industries or accepted Europe's nuclear waste? Is the average intelligence of Western nations declining because duller people are having more children than smarter people? Would unwanted children be better off if there were a market in adoption rights, with babies going to the highest bidder? Would lives be saved if we instituted a free market in organs for transplantation? Should people have the right to clone themselves, or enhance the genetic traits of their children?
Perhaps you can feel your blood pressure rise as you read these questions. Perhaps you are appalled that people can so much as think such things...
Top 10 science fiction novelists of the '00s -- so far
This page lists direct English translations of common Latin phrases, such as veni vidi vici and et cetera. Some of the phrases are themselves translations of Greek phrases, as Greek rhetoric and literature reached its peak centuries before that of Ancient Rome.
The authors go into extensive details about two cases: rampant teleology and mind-body dualism. Children tend to believe that every object has a specific purpose or function, which fits in nicely with the teleological view of life espoused by many forms of creationism, such as intelligent design. They also view the mind and brain as operating on different levels and performing distinct functions. Among their examples, the authors note that preschoolers believe that the brain is involved in analytical tasks such as math but plays no role in behavioral activities like pretending to be a kangaroo. They suggest that this produces a tendency to accept various forms of mysticism, such as astrology and psychic powers.
Not so with the Calvinist version of Protestantism. Instead of offering relief, Calvinism provided a metaphysical framework for depression: if you felt isolated, persecuted and possibly damned, this was because you actually were.
The God Debate
At the Summit: On a cloudy California day, the atheist Sam Harris sat down with the Christian pastor Rick Warren to hash out Life's Biggest Question—Is God real?
HARRIS: Oh, I am absolutely open to that.
WARREN: So you are open to the possibility that you might be wrong about Jesus?
HARRIS: And Zeus. Absolutely.
WARREN: And what are you doing to study that?HARRIS: I consider it such a low-probability event that I—
WARREN: A low probability? When there are 96 percent believers in the world? So is everybody else an idiot?
I wish he'd let the chap finish that statement, it would have been more interesting than the "idiot" charge.
So, parse that. God gave you an immigration attorney, but God killed a little girl.
WARREN: Well, I do believe in the goodness of God, and I do believe that he knows better than I do. God sometimes says yes, God sometimes says no and God sometimes says wait. I've had to learn the difference between no and not yet. The issue here really does come down to surrender. A lot of atheists hide behind rationalism; when you start probing, you find their reactions are quite emotional. In fact, I've never met an atheist who wasn't angry.
HARRIS: Let me be the first.
WARREN: I think your books are quite angry.
HARRIS: I would put it at impatient rather than angry...