Farming and Fishing

Where to begin…

I’ve been in Palmy for around 8 weeks now, unfortunately due to my schedule at work, I tend to not have many days off which is a huge difference from when I was kiwi fruit pruning as I couldn’t get enough days of work. Anyhow, I’ve just completed my 28th day in a row, around 2 days a week I only do around 4 hours work and don’t start till 11:30am so have started counting those as days off, but for but the rest of them I’m working full days. Anyway, the whole time (8 weeks) I’ve worked here at the pack house I’ve only had 5 days off.

However, I’ve handed my notice in and will move on with my adventure on the 6th October. Moving on always seems so difficult but its always exciting. Although I am struggling on where to explore next.

I’m staying at Pepper Tree Hostel, its only around 2 minutes walk from the square (town centre), it’s a sort of quaint little hostel set in a 100 year old villa, one floor, several rooms and pretty cheap considering some of the other places I’ve stayed in at New Zealand. Unfortunately there’s not many people staying here, perhaps because its winter or because there’s nothing much to do here, although I wouldn’t know as I spend all my time working.

Whilst I’ve been in Palmy I haven’t really done much, I’ve been for a few bike rides whilst I’ve been here, if your in need of a bike in Palmy you can rent one pretty cheap from Green Bikes, I planned to be here for 3 months and it only cost me $75 for the whole 3 months.

I cycled along a new cycle way, which is along the Manawatu river and through some woods and to Linton army base, it was a pleasant ride and only around 5km each way, unfortunately when I was returning the chain on the bike I rented snapped and I had to walk back, luckily I had enough time to take it to the shop and get it fixed, I then cycled up to an observatory and sat down to take in the views of the river meandering around the corner. I then crossed the river and cycled the opposite way where I found a bike park in the woods.

Manawatu river

I cycled to Manawatu Gorge which is just next to a small village called Ashhurst, it took around 50 minutes to get there by bike and then I did a short 3km walk around the woodland and gorge, there’s a larger trail you can do but it was 20km round trip and I arrived there just after lunch so I didn’t fancy walking in the dark. There were some beautiful views from the lookout points and a large Maori statue on the trail. The walk wasn’t very strenuous, some steep bits but altogether it was a lovely walk and something nice to do on my day off.

White Horse Rapids (Manawatu Gorge)

I have had some really cool experiences. Jill and Tony the owners of the company I work for are extremely lovely and friendly people. They have been supportive with my issues with my teeth and the problems I’ve had with the manager.

Anyway, I’ve visited their lovely farm and home three times now and had some rather unique and enjoyable experiences with them, they call themselves hobby farmers as they downsized their farm around 3 ½ years ago. They must have 200 or more lambs though. When I first visited I was going mainly to cycle around as the roads are peaceful and the fields go on for miles. Unfortunately by the time I arrived after work that evening, it was dark. Tony cooked me an amazing meal and we had some beers and chatted. The next morning when I’d had a lie in I awake to the most amazing view, hardly anything around apart from fields and lambs. I helped Tony feed the sheep and then picked up around 50-60 fence posts and loaded them into the trailer as Tony drove slowly along the edge of the field.

Sunset on the farm

My second experience felt more unique, I was invited along side another backpacker to stay at their farm and help with some sheep work. When we arrived we went out onto the fields and helped round up the sheep, we then led them to the pens ready for weighing, some of the lambs went straight into the pen whilst some of the others made their way across the cattle grid and towards the house, we just waved our arms and shouted to move them to where we needed them to be. After this we sent them down the race to get weighed one by one, then, we checked to see which lambs were clean and which ones were dirty, we gathered a few in a separate pen and then sent two down the race together so they wouldn’t be able to move, we then used a set of shears and sheared the shit of there bottoms to prevent them from attracting maggots and to make them more presentable for selling at market. This action is called “dagging”. It was incredibly fun to do and the experience was just amazing. After we finished we showered and relaxed and then were cooked an amazing steak for dinner and I had a few gin and tonics because, why not?

Trying my hand at dagging

Recently had another amazing experience, so I was invited to stay again, I went on the Friday night after work and helped with drenching (giving medicine) the lambs on the Saturday. The view from the farm was even better this morning as the sky was clear and I could see both Mt Taranaki and Mt Ruapehu in the distance. Tony got his boat ready and then we then headed to Palmerston for a short 4 hours work making noodles and then at 14:30 we left and made our way to Whanganui where we launched the boat and drove about an hour up the coast before stopping for an hour to fish. Ive never fished before so this was an incredible experience for me. Beer in hand and relaxing with the amazing views and sunset. I managed to catch 2 Snappers and 4 Blue Cod, I also caught two small sharks. From the area we were in you could see amazing views of both Mt Taranaki and Mt Ruapehu.

Unfortunately when we were just bobbing around on the boat and fishing, I got a little sea sick which is just a curse that seems to run through my family. We then returned to the Wharf and then back to Tony’s. Tony showed me how to fillet the fish and then he fried it in breadcrumbs. It was really nice and tasted perfect.

Trying my hand at Drenching
Caught a huge Snapper!

“Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced”

John Keats

Numb Thumbs and getting Drunk

It’s been over a month now since I last posted on my blog, I guess at first I just didn’t know what to write about next, and then I got myself a job and met some amazing people and that kept me pretty busy.

So I started working in a Kiwi Orchard pruning the plants and tying them down ready for the next season.

I’ve been working for just under a month now, it’s been an experience if anything. So before I started the job I questioned others in the hostel as to what it was like, pretty negative comments to be honest, I mean its manual labour so you have to expect some gripes and groans.

So I arrived on the Sunday at the working hostel in Tauranga, I was meant to start work on the Monday but due to the weather I didn’t start until Tuesday.

So the work isn’t hard but you need to go at some speed, the tasks are to prune away old and unneeded vines and then tie down the nice ones at about 15 cm apart. So pretty easy right, well… one you start clipping the vines to the wires you put so much pressure on your thumbs when you clip them after only my first 4 hours my thumbs were numb and they have been ever since. Also all the contractor wanted was for us to go faster, I personally managed to go pretty fast and once you get the hang of it its pretty easy to speed up. Not for everyone though as it seems that some people are really slow, I was going at least 3x the speed of some people. The contractor would then say that if they continued with this sort of work then he wouldn’t be able to pay them for it. Quite a few people moved on after this, but if you’re not prepared to work hard then there’s not really a place for you.

So you need to be at least 165cm to do the job, trouble is for people taller they then have to lean back most of the day, which seems to cause them back pain, fortunately I’m pretty short so just strained my neck a little and it only hurts whilst I do the work. The tools you need for the job are a pair of loppers, secateurs, and a bag full of kiwi lock clips, some gloves and some fabric loops. Mostly supplied by the contractor but if you want better tools you can purchase your own.

The only really bad thing about this job is that it is currently the winter period in NZ so it is raining 2-3 times a week, and whilst your in the pruning business they don’t really permit to you working in the rain. The reasons I was told for this were because the cuts are made the plants could get infected, the vines tend to snap more when wet and the contractors don’t want the blame when the employees start to get sick. So I only have worked 3-4-5 days per week, which isn’t manageable to make money and save. I won’t lie though, I may have taken a few sick days due to hangovers.

My time here in Tauranga staying at 109 loft backpackers has been pretty amazing to say the least. Everyone was so welcoming straight away, I met so many new people from so many different places and made some amazing memories that i will never forget. Unfortunately like most hostels everyone leaves and moves on with their travels. Most people were doing the kiwi pruning but decided to leave for several different reasons. The hostel was pretty cool, several times we sat down together for meals, went out to different places and got pretty drunk most evenings, so all in all it was an amazing experience that I will never forget.

The hostel is so empty now, its gone from being pretty much full to having around 12 people left, its so quiet and doesn’t have that homely atmosphere it had a few days ago, So I myself have chosen to move on and find work elsewhere.

“I’d rather live a life filled with challenges instead of a life filled with routine”