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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Goodbye Taupo and Hello Ohingaiti

After four days of glorious Taupo weather it was time to pack up and start heading homewards.  But first there were the necessary things to do such as fill up the water tanks, dump the waste water, and top up the 4WD with diesel.  Then we travelled south along the Desert Road, which  ascends onto the North Island Volcanic Plateau,  into the Rangipo Desert, passing the volcanoes of Ruapehu, Ngauruhoe and Tongariro.  The summit is 1,074 metres (3,524 ft) above sea level - the highest point on the New Zealand State Highway network.  No wonder we could barely see in front of us at times.

PB260027 Not much to see on the Desert Road

After a lunch stop at the Waiouru Army Museum cafe, the weather cleared and we made our way to our stop for the night, the Rangatira Golf Club at Ohingaiti.  We had stayed there previously, and the golf club offers power, water, showers and toilets at a reasonable cost.   The golf club is unique as the course is built on three levels, and has an Electric Cable Car, the only one of its kind in New Zealand.  Sadly, the cable car has been out of action for sometime due to safety concerns, and is awaiting parts from overseas to rectify the problem.  All we could see were the rails running downhill.

PB260043 Cable Car rails

Cable car when it was running

After our evening meal Robin and Geoff sat out on the back deck of the club house enjoying a cold beer and the wonderful views.  And no doubt considering where we would travel on to tomorrow.

PB260052 Robin and Geoff reflecting on the day’s travel

PB260048View of the golf club

2 comments:

Tom and Jan said...

My aunt & uncle ran the Ohingaiti pub in my early teens and my brother and I spent a week there on school holiday. We called it "Oh my nightie!".
The high timber trestle railway bridge and tunnel was very close to the pub and, despite being warned not to by my mother, my brother walked out onto the middle of it. He'd only just returned when a train came through!

Jenny said...

Love it - "oh my nightie" may well become the new name!!

Your brother certainly had a lucky escaper. The trestle bridge is still there, spanning the river.