Turns out, my plan sucks…

So here we go again. Let’s spend most of the time this year shouting from the rooftops that I’m going travelling in search of my forever home. Prepare, plan take action and 5 weeks into the trip, I’m suddenly on my arse in hospital.

If the universe wanted to have a good laugh and let me know that my plan was shitty and not the plan it has in mind for me, well there you go, you win this round universe.

Why in hospital? Well why not give me the worst injury that prevents me from travelling too much over the next 6 months? Why not mess with my vascular system, stop me from walking more than a block and leave me reeling in pain and swollen up like I’ve been stung by 100 bees. DVT – Deep Vein Thrombosis….or the fastest way to get yourself house-bound for 4 weeks. One very long haul flight & believe it or not taking contraceptive pills and I have one large blood clot in my pelvis, rather too close to my lungs.

I have to admit I’ve been taking this in my stride (oh how I miss striding at the moment). I’m in pain, I’m hobbling around, I have a giant blood clot in my pelvis and I’m trapped resting when I love to exercise and be outdoors. There’s days I think I’m doing well and I can lift my leg on its own without the need of my hand to guide it into a pair of knickers. Then there’s days that I can barely lift it off the pillow to get up in the morning. I have 4 weeks of intense rest, no travel (I can’t even go home) and no exercise then hopefully after then I can at least exercise and get about. I think the travels are on hold for at least 12 weeks. As they say in NZ, I can ‘handle the jandel’, I will survive. I still laugh, I can still cook dinner and I still have a somewhat sound mind through this. A small job wouldn’t go amiss to keep me entertained. I am not one to sit and ponder life for too long.

Gratitude is keeping my spirits positive. I am grateful I have a base here in the UK to live in and very grateful that I was at said base when things turned to shit. I am grateful I made the choice to not board a plane to Ireland that day, but to go to the doctor instead. I am grateful that I had someone by my side the entire time. I am grateful I am so far alive. Oh hail the mighty NHS system, you are my saviours. Their advice and treatment has been top notch.

So universe, you’ve decided that Sheffield is where I am to stay for the next few weeks. You’ve probably decided there’s something I need to learn here and travelling is not serving that lesson right now. That’s ok, I’ll follow your lead from now on (for the time being, until I get pig-headed again). But why Sheffield? Why couldn’t it have been somewhere lush, tropical, exciting? I am a kiwi in Sheffield and quite often I feel like a circus freak amongst people…. ‘oh, come see the New Zealander’. I’m a rarity round these parts. Embrace the rare, hobbling, moaning in agony kiwi…she doesn’t bite…much.

So I’m here for the next 3 weeks, not doing much, just over-using the internet and watching far too much telly! Wait till the day I get clearance for take off again, with perhaps something newly found about myself. I dream a dream, to be living the dream!

Big love x


Easter Hike: Gebbies Pass to Packhorse Hut

This hike is on the outskirts of Christchurch, about a 40 minutes drive. I generally do this hike to this hut, but from a different start point called Kaituna Valley. I was curious about the hike from this direction and took the opportunity yesterday as my usual hiking partner was down hiking one of NZ’s Great Walks this Easter weekend. Highly recommend NZ’s Great Walks, I have done a couple and there’s more on that bucket list of mine.

So generally I found this hike to be a bit of a ramble. Through tussocks and forest land and very up, down. I was quite uncertain at times what I was actually ascending or descending as I really couldn’t tell what I was doing more of. I became clear on the return trip that I had mostly ascended! Oh yes, this hike is a route, not a circuit so if you need your car to get home, you need to come back through this track.

I spent quite a bit of time in the forest, there were lots of lovely native birds and one of my favourites the fantail (piwakawaka is the maori word). They chatter away to you in squeaks and as much as you think they’re your forest friend (and they are), they are really hanging with you in the hope your boots will dig up a delicious bug platter from the dirt below. They are lovely to watch.

I also came across a little private hut surrounded by very well looked after native bush. Someone’s wee getaway from civilisation.

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Anyhow after sometime I was keen for the forest to spit me out. I was ready for some visuals of where I was, how far I’d come, how much more there was left to go and another gander at the scenery. Finally that came and along with high winds given the altitude there was a lovely day with lovely views over the peninsula looking back at the Christchurch hills and harbour.

Downfall: Our summer has been spectacular (bonus) but it has dried everything to the bone. It is brown and dry and has been for quite some time. Some farmers are losing stock due to this long dry summer, it’s really sad. As much as we have basked in the sun day after day this summer, we do yearn for a rainy day sometimes and those green rolling hills. Unfortunately it’s brown lumpy hills for this hike. But still a lovely hike none-the-less.

After being spat out from the forest I think it was about 15-20 mins to the hut. A nice jaunt to the saddle in which the hut lies. Next year the hut celebrates 100 years. More about Packhorse Hut here

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It was an 1 hour and 30 minutes to the hut. I did stop and take several photos and I’m not the fastest hiker around. It took me the same back but again I stopped and took photos and stretched my legs for a good 10 minutes.

There are several hikes that continue from the hut. As mentioned previously you can come up different tracks and then also continue further to more huts and higher summits.

That’s one fantastic thing about NZ, we have huts everywhere for your hiking needs and pleasure. Some seriously old and some beautifully new. I’m proud of the systems we have set up to nuture human beings love for the greta outdoors.

In all, an ok hike. It’s great for families or people who don’t like to constantly ascend and enjoy the wee descents inbetween to catch their breath. Bring back the green rolling hills…maybe a rain dance is in order..

Enjoy the photos. I will endeavour to take my actual camera next time and not only my iPhone.

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