Kawakawa, NZ
Dropped my already broken, only NZ phone numbers iPhone and now it has no screen. It makes noises like when it's connected to charge...don't know if I get phone calls or texts...can't answer it if I did:/. There's many phone numbers that are only in there. People I want to hook up with now that I'm up north. If you're reading this and we need to connect, please email me:
thebaglady07@gmail.com.
That's my only means of communicating now. And that's only when I get to a library. I'm going to see if a Mac repairer can fix it. The only other option is to unlock my newer iphone and put the SIM card in there. I don't know where the data is being stored. I've taken a lot of deep breaths and decided it will all work out for the best. Tis what it is. Nothing majorly critical. Worse things could happen, but we won't even put any energy into that thought.
Then, when I get back to the tent that I specifically returned to as I was leaving it for the kitchen this morning...returned to be sure I zipped the mesh because there was a feral cat messing with my food. When I get back, the tent is moving. Someone's in there! OMG! You know the cartoons when a cat is stuck in a bag or box? Jumping out in all directions! Can't find his way out! Not funny! And yet FUNNY! He bursts out and runs. Looks like I never zipped it. Oh, ADD brain, quit failing me when I need you!
He seems to have torn the mesh a bit. I have to buy Moa a new tent anyways. I'll have been in this over 5 months. He deserves a new one. I'll have to duct tape the tears. But it's past bug season so no worries there.
At the campground, in the hot pool, I met Yvonne, a beautiful Maori woman, and her grandchildren. We shared our stories. We crossed paths later at the showers and I walked the young girls home. And later we met again in the kitchen. She asked if I had stayed on a marae. No, but I want to. I'm jousting waiting for the opportunity to come to me. It will when it's time. And now it has. Up north. Her ex-husband, Steve, and his wife. I have the info where to go. She also blessed my Maori necklace because I had bought it for myself.
In the morning I captured this picture of Yvonne, daughter Zara, son in law James, and her 4 grandchildren...not all belonging to Zara and James, she was quick to correct. Steve is Zara's dad.
Yesterday's ride took me along the Seabird Coast, along the Firtg of Thames. So serene. I stopped at a migratory shorebird sanctuary. I'm not a bird person. Meaning I don't know my birds, not meaning I don't live birds. I can't identify any other than heron really. There were big birds and small birds. Birds with long legs and short legs. Long necks on some. Grey ones and white ones. I enjoyed watching them. New Zealand is bird heaven. Before the introduction of mammals to the islands, they had no predators. I sure wish some if my birding friends were here to enjoy them and teach me more. I've often struggled and had to accept my ignorance about flora, fauna, and other knowledge of our natural world. It wasn't my education and I find that even though I make an effort to learn these facts but I have no retention. Just doesn't stick. So I enjoy nature sensorily without concern for facts. I absorb it through my skin and not my mind. Does that make sense? Besides the names were given to them, they didn't come that way!
After my camping challenges on the Coromandel, I've been a bit gun shy about wild camping. Last night I biked I to Kawakawa Bay and decided to ask some locals out walking their dog where I could camp. This is a new approach for me. Right along the shore. We often see tents there. There's johns there too. Or our backyard. Needing some quiet, I took the shore. While fixing dinner, before the tent was up, Graham comes walking over. Where ya gonna camp? Nervously I answered, right here. Smilingly he said, you're welcome to sleep in our campervan parked at our house. It may be cold tonight. How sweet. That's ver kind but I'm happiest In my wee tent. It's my bedroom. I'll be all right. It's very safe here he tells me and we welcome travelers. Yippee!
So this is the next morning. Another beautiful morning as I sit in the sun on a bench and watch the tide seep in. Thought I'd mess with my broken phone a bit more. Maybe try to charge it anyway hopeful that when I can get it to a repair shop they'll be able to fix it or at least get the data off. I'd heard a text come in last night, but if course couldn't read it. Black screen. So I plugged it into the solar charger and whatdoyaknow...a little ape appeared!!! It was booting up and I could SEE it! I'm saved! Quickly I pulled the important phone numbers off of it!
Today's Side of the Road Face is Kelly.
Forgive the quality. Pic of a pic. She's in front of the house she just bought. Lots of work to be done inside and out but it has fruit trees and high ceilings with great woid. She's an elementary school teacher and an artist. And she invited me in for tea. Of course I said Yes.
BagLady
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