Archive for November, 2009

Week 3 – Clutha Country “where everyone says hello”

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Balclutha

Clutha Country where everyone says hello.

When I first saw this sign on the side of the road I thought what a stupid slogan. I had not been in Balclutha very long and I realised that the slogan was working.

The hand wave of friendshipEveryone I saw said hello and some even waved when they said hello. What a great place to live the people in Balclutha are by far the most friendliest people I have met on my journey and it is all because some clever person came up with simple slogan that works.

Balclutha Welcome SignIf it works in Balclutha the why would it not work in your town. Can you imagine how happy people would feel if everyone said hello. Try it on the person you have not spoken to since your last argument and you may be surprised at the reaction.

I fell in Love

The Balclutha BridgeThe Balclutha Railway BridgeWhile I was in Balclutha I fell in love with a concrete bridge. This magnificent structure of arches straddles the Big Balclutha River. The Railway bridge further down  is equally impressive.

The motor vehicle bridge has a walk bridge both sides of it and I just had to walk up one side and down the other. There is no pedestrian crossing at the northern end of the bridge and I very nearly became a piece of meat in the sandwich between the bridge and a Mac Truck.

It was then I decided that Balclutha could make a fortune from tourism if they built a pedestrian crossing on top of the concrete arches. Some may even want to bungy jump from it down into the river below.

Hotel South Otago

Hotel South Otago in Balclutha and owned by the Clutha Licensing TrustI have a soft spot for old hotels and hate to see people not look after them. I stayed 3 nights in the Hotel South Otago and I loved the place. Like all these old hotels they have a certain charm that you don’t find in modern accommodation houses. The Hotel is owned by the Balclutha Licensing Trust and while they have done a great job in preserving the hotel downstairs the outside of the building and the accommodation rooms upstairs have been neglected.

Hotel South Otago is situated in the centre of the town  and it should be the focal part of Balclutha but unfortunately its not. I left a note for the management staff of Balclutha’s greatest Icon and I hope that when I return to their town I will see big improvements.

Begging for Donations

One of the reasons I have taken on this challenge is to promote business and tourism in the towns that I call on. I also want to uplift and inspire other 69 year olds like myself  that have a crook shoulder a gammy leg and two teeth missing on the bottom jaw that old age and arthritis is no barrier if you have a determined attitude and a good sense of humour.

I get no funding from Local or Central Government so I have to beg for my supper.  I ask each business to give me a donation to pay for my travel expenses and by far the most generous people have been the business people of Balclutha. I will never forget the bank manager who photocopied 20 colour copies of my newsletter and then gave me some notes out of her own purse. Despite the generosity of people I still don’t have enough to buy a new pair of shoes. If you feel sorry for me and have not yet made a donation towards my cause but would like to you can do so. Just put it in my bank  account online.

National Bank Timaru 060  889  0257897  00 or send your donation by post  c/ Margaret Bishop 132 Gleniti Road Timaru New Zealand. Margaret is the women I married 45 years ago and she also has a crook leg a runny eye and a deaf ear. She often tells he friends thats its all right for you but I am the one that has to live with him.

Anyway I will let you know if Margaret gets enough money in donations to buy me a new pair of shoes.  Keep tuned in because I have a good story to tell you about shoes next week.

Week 3 – A Three Horse Town

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Clinton

Clinton

I’m sure you have heard of many one horse towns but I found something different  “A Three Horse Town”.

These are the 3 horses that have made Clinton famousWe are now in Clutha Country and the one place you should visit is this three horse town and don’t forget to feed the 3 horses.

Black Cottage Trading Centre at Clinton.The mayor of Clinton is Shaun Oliver who owns the Black Cottage Trading Centre situated on SH1. I took a photo of him sitting in the Mayoral chair outside his store. I wanted to ask him some questions about Clinton on video but he was busy with a salesman.

Railway station toilet at Clinton.I went over the railway line and spotted this little hut. It’s on the main trunk line and is used exclusivly by the train drivers as their toilet. Had a padlock and all. I was told by one of the locals that the Clinton Railway Station was once the biggest in Clutha and all that is left is the privately owned  loo.

Waipahi

Waipahi Community CentreOver the railway line I found another village called Waipahi complete with a community centre. The hall door was left open because someone had dumped a load of soil in front of it so it couldn’t close. I wandered through the old building and imagined what it would of been like when it was in its hey day.

Waipahi School MuralI took a photo of the mural on the wall which read “This mural was made by the pupils of the Waipahi school in August 1997.” I wondered where those children of yesteryear are now.

Waipahi StoreIt not often you see corrigated roofing iron used to hold up the walls of a building and you would only ever see it in a three horse town.

Week 3 – I’m out of Here

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Pukerau

Pukerau SignAs I left the Southland district I knew I was in the country because I came across this sign that read Pukerau with a picture of the rolling hills. As you can see by the house in the background there are no paint shops in Pukerau.

The people that owned the animal boarding kennels and cattery were busy with the some official looking people called Doc. I did not have time to wait around to get their business card.

Pukerau Snak “n” TackI did however have time to stop at he local Pukerau Snak ‘n’ Tack Store. There were a couple of fuel pumps outside and inside it had heaps of horse saddlery merchandise. The owner who was very pleasant had tried real hard to make a go of it but could  not make ends meet and was closing the store down.

Wool & Dag BuyerPhoenix StoreJust down the road was a wool and dag buyer who was working from what was once the Phoenix store. There was a sketch of it painted on the building that had become overgrown  with foliage and no one had bothered to trim around it.

Old shed on SH1Further north from Pukerau is is an unpainted uncared for old shed that is being left to rot on the side of the road. These old buildings contain a lot of history and I fail to understand why people leave them to fall down and die. It reminds me of how people put their family members in a home when they are unable to contribute anymore.

Week 3 – Every Picture Tells a Story

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

I have just been growled at by my webmaster. He said readers want to see more photos so I have gathered together some photos of interesting things I have seen on my journey. To do this I need to back up a bit from Gore

Woodlands

Woodlands Butcher ShopThe first little township north of Invercargill is Woodlands there is not a lot to photograph at Woodlands but this butcher shop that sell lollies and hot food.

You can also buy other important things in Woodland like petrol and oil for your car at the garage and a pie and a beer for your stomach from the local tavern.

Gore

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Gore RacecourseOn the way into Gore I checked out the local Racecourse and found this horse trying to climb the fence.

There are plenty of icons to photograph in Gore.

Romney Sheep Statue in GoreBeing a former sheep shearer the first icon to capture my attention was this Romney sheep.

Muir & Sons shearing contractors.Alister Muir and his 2 sons are the local shearing contactors who shear most of these woolly animals around Gore. Alister and his wife Dawn also own the Charlton Lodge where I stayed for 3 nights.

Alister's GrandchildThis little grandchild of theirs gave me a hand to work my computer. Here she is in the shearers van waiting for her Grandad ti take her to school.

Behind the romney stands proudly in front of another old friend of mine Sgt Dan the Creamota man. Sgt Dan still sits proudly on the Creamota building which no longer makes my porridge.

Sgt DanI was in Mosgiel last week talking to my 92 year old Aunty in law and she told me that her father Harry Miller fom Gore put Sgt Dan on the Creamota building. Part of the historic building is still used to make Sgt Dan stock food

Fishing and Music

Brown Trout Statue in GoreA Fish, a Guitar and a Wagon Wheel. These are the icons that stand proudly at the Northern end of the main street of Gore.

Fisherman in Gore claim that their town is the capital of Brown Trout fishing.

Gore the NZ capital of Country MusicGore Golden Guitar AwardsMusic lovers all over the country claim that Gore is the Capital of Country music and the home of NZ Golden Guitar awards.

The large Guitar at the northern end of  Gore and the Wagon wheel at the entrance to Gore are fitting reminders that Gore really is the Capital of Country music.

Model Trains and a Marae

Model TrainsAs I left Gore I found the East Gore school and across the road in Hamiton Park were the pupils of the Kaiwera/Pukerau play group who had come for a ride on the model trains provided by the East Gore Model Engineers Club.

O TE IKA RAMA MARAEFurther up the road I found the O TE IKA RAMA MARAE.

Maori elder Rena Fowler made me welcome on the marae and she told me the Marae’s name means “Fishing at night time.”