Visitors who wanted to see the pink and white terraces stayed in hotels in Te Wairoa, either in a temperance hotel or one that allowed alcohol (it seemed to be livelier). They were then taken, by a Maori guide, down through a valley to Lake Tarawera where they boarded a Maori canoe which took them to Lake Rotomahana. They then walked to the terraces. Quite a trip!
We had lunch in the camper van, which we parked on a narrow gap between the blue and green lakes, which was also very impressive.
In the afternoon we went to Te Puia at Te Whakarewarewa (which has a much longer name – Te Whakarewarewatanga o te Ope Taua a Wahiao which means ‘The Gathering Together of the War Party of Wahiao’). The place has changed somewhat since I visited in 1964. For a start there are now fences to stop people from walking into the boiling mud and geyser (this was very comforting) plus there are now carving and weaving schools, interactive galleries, a kiwi house, Maori Village and Marae complex. There is also a circular entrance which consists of 12 carvings which reach skyward and are very impressive. The city now has spread out to Whakarewarewa. There was a guide who was very interesting and we still had time to explore the place on our own. The Pohutu Geyser put on a spectacular display as did the Prince of Wales Geyser. We also saw the boiling mud which looked like a pot of porridge bubbling away. The photo of me below was taken while I sat on the hot seat! And parts were too hot to sit on!
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