I had a short drive today. It took me a little less than two hours to get to Tepako. It turns out its name has been misspelled for more than 100 years. Takapō, meaning "to leave in haste at night," is the traditional Māori name given to the lake.
According to the plaque, "the monument was erected by the runholders of the Mackenzie County and those who also appreciate the value of the Collie dog without the help of which the grazing of this mountain country would be impossible." The plaque was erected in 1968. In the 1850s, runholders leased extensive areas of pasture from the government for their sheep flocks, paying annual licenses of no more than £2 per acre assessed per head of livestock. I suspect some of those families are pretty wealthy by now.
Takapo is known for its beautiful turquoise waters. The first people to enter what is now known as the Mackenzie Basin were the Māori. The tribe was in Tapako to gather food, and something upset them, so they left in the middle of the night. It was unusual for the Māoris to travel at night. I could not find any information on what "upset" them.
And the view! I was so excited to have this beautiful place to stay that I walked into the village of Takapo for takeout. It was an easy walk. I had my heart set on Ramen from a Japanese Ramen restaurant, but it was closed until 6:00. I didn't want to do anything but enjoy my little house, so I ordered a chicken ciabatta from the Greedy Cow minutes before it closed at 4:00. They had a line out the door all afternoon so I figured it must be a good place. It was one of the best sandwiches I had ever had. So nothing was lost as I sat on my balcony and watched the world go by. I have three nights here, so I may still get my ramen. Tomorrow, weather permitting, I intend to tramp (don't you love that word - so New Zealand) to the summit of Mt John.
No comments:
Post a Comment