Te Maika – 1 – A Little Bit of History


(I have just re-posted this page as the previous one got ‘lost’… at least I had to search for it before I could find it!)

If you’ve been following my “Blogging” posts you’ll know that I am still in the learning phase of setting up pages or categories or tags or menu items or whatever they may be called… see, I don’t even know the correct terminology! So today I have decided to set up a new page/category/whatever… “Travel”. And this is my first “Travel” post … we’ll see if it arrives under “Travel” on the menu !

By way of introducing my “Travel” page/post/whatever I will take you briefly to one of my favourite places in New Zealand.  You are very unlikely to have even heard of this holiday destination and even less likely to have been there… (unless, of course, you are a close friend or family member!)… and if you are one of those you’ll know I’m talking about the wonderful hidey-hole in the North Island… on the west coast… in the Kawhia Harbour.

Te Maika, translated from Maori means “food basket”, and has a long history with Maori. It was once a large pa and home to a sizeable Maori population. Now geologists frequent the area digging and seeking fossils and rock formations they believe date back millions of years… as a creationist, I think their timing is out by millions of years minus a few thousand!

But I am more interested in Te Maika in my day. I have been holidaying there for longer than I can remember. My mother was born in the town of Kawhia, also, naturally, in the Kawhia Harbour, and her father built and fixed boats which took locals to Te Maika.  As a child she remembers camping in the grasses and lupins on the beach with her father.  Families and friends often took the launch over the harbour during summer months for an afternoon of fun in the sun and surf. She often spoke about the house on the hill above Goodfellows Beach (oddly enough, owned by Mr Goodfellow but long since burnt down) and the piano which, after swimming in the surf below, around which folk would gather for a ‘sing-song’ before returning home to Kawhia.

Now, I see I have digressed from “Te Maika in my day”.. but a bit of history is often necessary to set the scene… So it was only natural, that when my parents married and my brothers and I duly arrived, that we would also visit Te Maika. And have been doing so ever since… for 60+ years!

Lion Rock – a Maori fortress in times past.
Te Maika
Cable Bay looking out the harbour mouth. (Actually looks a lot bigger than it is.)
Cable Bay from the other direction – our Bach on the right.
That’s our bach with the green roof.

Tomorrow I will continue with our journey to Te Maika but now I will add couple of photos and see if I have managed to set up this new “Travel” page…