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Published: December 2nd 2013
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Orchard in North Auckland
This would be an example of a neatly set up orchard block: vines in rows, a little bit of canopy, and poles raised up on wires on the canopy level. The strings allow the vines to grow neatly upwards, instead of randomly upwards without guidance. Alright, a quick update so that my parents have their fears I might be destitute, or have driven off some road, allayed. And hey, maybe an update so my friends don't forget I still exist, somewhere on the other side of the planet :P
So after working near Tauranga, and after some spending of money in awesome locations with awesome people (like in Coromandel, maybe I'll post about it later), I was out of money, and without a job. And then came my long, very slow search for a job. And unfruitful one, though given the amount of effort put in, the results were like to be expected.
I did finally find a job at a glutenfree bread factory. In fact: the biggest one in NZ (employing during one shift, a grande total of 12 people, of which 4 backpacker-type people). It's breads were tiny, and 8 dollar aka 5 euro each, but darn tasty! I helped with the pizza-crusts.
After the yeast rising in what I can only describe as a sauna chamber, they get put into these revolving ovens. Then when the beeper goes off, you pull them out in spite of the 180 degrees air
Tomatoes!
Recently, my eagle-eyed colleague saw something in the ditch near the local roundabout: free tomatoes! coming out with big kevlar gloves. Then the rythmic 'flumping' of the crusts out of their metal 'cans' onto racks so they can cool down (set the racks in front of big fans!) and be packed (not automatically, mind you, someone pulls the lever each time).
I only got burned twice (just beyond the edge of the kevlar gloves), but the guy I worked with showed me his arm with 'the marks of the veteran' (about 10 red lines on his wrist).
Thing was however, that while I finally got the job, immediatly after I got informed by Punchbowl, a bigger orchard, they wanted to hire me. The temp agency and my supervisor were not amused..but hey, this is a permanent(er) job instead of 3 days a week!
So I arrived at punchbowl, sharing my wooden cabin with a german guy named Valentine. Now you have to know that when they hired me they asked me how tall I was. Valentine was even taller than me: 2m04
They hired us so we could prune without ladders; it's great to be hired based on my unique personal qualities :P
With very long secateurs (gardening scissors in
Auckland from afar 1
Did a trip to Rangitoto Island today; Rangitoto is an extinct volcano in front of the coast of Auckland, in the Hauraki Bay.
Sky Tower towering over the Central Business District. a way) we cut a leader vine growing up a diagonal string, that leads from the side to the top of a pole, that is resting on the canopy (=level where all the green stuff grows on top of metal wiring and horizontal beams). They grow them this way so vines can grow orderly up to the light, and then at year's end cut and tie them down in an orderly fashion.
So yeah, done that for a while, at minimum wage ($13.75 aka E9,-/hour) and every day there was the question if any supervisor knew what we should be doing, but it was interesting. I like working outdoors.
And speaking of which: more of that in part 2: Life at Punchbowl!
(but for now, some pictures mostly from my trip today to Rangitoto, using my new camera! A Fujifilm XP60, waterproof and shockproof meant to replace the camera I accidentally sat on. Nice pictures, though I still have to figure out how to avoid bright glare when there's bright and dark areas in the frame)
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D MJ Binkley
Dave and Merry Jo Binkley
Auckland is a beautiful city
We'd love to visit again.