the motu flows out the of east cape of the north island of new zealand, a rugged wilderness area just down the coast from the beaches of the bay of plenty.
the motu crew consisted of two parties: downstream and upstream, who would meet up on the second official day of the trip.
here's downstream enjoying their second day of excellent weather still inside the lower gorge of the motu:
photo by mw
sophe hastening the cooking after her long day catching up from her and brendan's put-in above the upper gorge
photo by mw
nick and evan bedding down at first night's camp:
photo by maria noakes
the downstream crew travelled first via helicopter to a suitable put-in below the upper gorge of the motu, then by raft and kayak through a day and a half of blue water, steep canyon walls, sandy beaches and lazy lunches to meet the upstreamers who hired a x-special forces jet boat driver to bring them up river.
the resulting camp was like nothing i had ever seen before: no age groups excluded, family friendly atmosphere, refugee camp decor...
photo by maria noakes
on the third day parents and young ones stole away in a raft, claiming a jar of peanut butter and a triumphant escape from a beach of chaos to a floating rubber island of chaos.
nick relishing the excitement and easy travel of a rafting trip:
photo by mw
the scene on the beach prior to their departure: "has anyone seen my...."
photo by mw
a last look as raft day care descends into the unknown
photo by mw
i am down on the west coast now with philly bear, who yesterday experienced his first heli-supported river trip.
photo by mw
we are enjoying the scenic sights...
photo by philly williams
and wish the sun well as it leaves here on it's way west to our friends and family.
photo by philly williams
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