The weather was misty, windy and it rained most of the day. We drove a few miles to the Buried Village.
It was mostly covered by the 1886 eruption but partially excavated and now a tourist trail.
In 1886, one of the tourist guides, Sophia, noticed that the water in Lake Rotomahana stream was dry but then started to flow. She also reported seeing, along with the tourists she as with a war waka being paddled on the lake without moving and then the people on it turning to dogs. The local chief predicted a disaster. Sure enough…..
The tourists used to come and see the white and pink terraces and to bath in their waters. The photos showed they were absolutely enormous. They were destroyed and are now covered by Lake Rotomahana.
As a result of the eruption, the priest of the village was stuck in his hut for four days. He was rescued, but, in hospital, the doctor insisted on cutting his hair. The priest said "Do not cut my hair off or I will die". True enough, he died after his hair was cut (short back and sides?).
The meeting house of thee village was sold to an English man for $NZ50. It is now in Surrey. The National Trust has taken that over.
We walked pass a nice stream stocked with big wild rainbow trout. Richard did not want to leave the stream without giving a go. He wished he had his rod. The stream ended up into a big waterfall. We had to walk down hill to get a good view. But, we need to go up hill again to leave the waterfall. It was hard work, as it was very steep. Worth it!
Later we went for a short drive and Jo-Ann cooked bacon butties for lunch. Back at the camp we cooked chicken korma for supper with fruits to follow.
The hot water heater seemed to be on the blink so we had to wash the dishes in cold water.
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