Monday, October 12

Winter in the Mackenzie- A Hoar Frost; Part 3

 Continuing on from Part 2  

The next morning dawned cold and bleak.....if you weren't interested in a hoar frost that is, for me it was magic! I was out of bed at first light and off to photograph Day 2 of this amazing weather event. Many people have mentioned that is must have been very cold but in fact it wasn't too bad. The temperature hovered around -5c for most of the day and the air was very dry so you didn't feel any of the usual dampness. Nothing like the wet, foggy -11c temperatures we'd had for several days earlier in winter. 

Fraser Stream, Twizel

Before heading off in the ute, I walked down to Fraser Stream which is just across the road from us. The willows and grasses were coated in frost and the tall stand of pines (Douglas Fir?) looked like something off a Northern Hemisphere Christmas card.

Lyford Lane, Twizel

Neighbourhood photos, clockwise from the top-
Friendly Clydesdales waiting for their breakfast.
An ice covered pine cone looking like it's straight off the cover of a Christmas card. 
Neighbour's house overlooking the Fraser Stream willows.
Kea Cottage and our frost covered natives.
Nearby farmland
Night Sky Cottages driveway & Fraser Stream willows


Then it was into the ute and off to the first of many stops for the day, just down the end of the road at Loch Cameron. 


Next it was along the canal to the lookout above Lake Ruataniwha and the boat ramp where the cloud hung low and the water was a beautiful milky turquoise. Don't forget to click on the photos to enlarge them.


The red rosehips on the briar bushes provided a splash of contrast amongst the white, taupes & green of the surrounding landscape.


A little further along and of course I had to stop at one of my favourite views, a gap in the pines providing a view of  Lake Ruataniwha's Lagoon.


And through another gap, a tiny little island known locally as Birdsh*t Island.


Then it was out onto SH8 and down to Wairepo Arm & Kellands Pond to what turned out to be the epicentre of the hoar frost for five days solid. The highway was covered in dry ice, a very fine ice dust that had been ground to a powder by the passing traffic. Everytime a vehicle passed it flew up into the air in a great cloud before settling back down onto the roadside.


And now here's a multitude of photos from my slow crawl around the ponds. A couple of small narrow ends of the pond were frozen over.


Kellands Pond framed by ice covered Birch branches.


State Highway 8, part of the scenic loop through the South Island, runs between the two ponds, behind the row of trees and over the bridge.

Below is one of my favourite photos, I'm usually here during the summer keeping an eye of a pair of nesting grebes. Quite and peaceful, it's very rare not to have the place to myself through all the seasons.


However over the days of the frost I met several other photographers on the tracks at the back of the pond, others keen to capture this unique and rare phenomenon. Although it was a bit embarrassing after about the 4th photographer I came across asked if I was Shellie Evans. Most of them belonged to the same photography Facebook pages I do and had travelled to photograph the frost. Chat was kept to a bare minimum though as we were all keen to keep shooting, but it was lovely to put faces to names.


Then I found the most stunning scene possible; the water so calm and the reflections perfect. And yes there are pylons, but in the Mackenzie you have to embrace them rather than see them as a flaw in your photos. 


After all if it wasn't for the power stations, manmade lakes & canals we wouldn't have so many bodies of water to provide us with dozens of  photo and recreational opportunities. And this is my top fav photo from the hoar frost, and the one that a Canterbury weather page shared from my Instagram page where it received over 3,000 'likes' and 550 shares within a couple of hours. 


After finishing the Kellands Pond loop I headed across the road to Wairepo Arm...


...where looking across the pond towards Twizel there was a hint of blue in the sky, it appeared that the low cloud might be lifting and I might get my sought after 'blue sky, white frost' shot afterall (no such luck).


I headed off along the track behind Wairepo Arm...


...where many of the the large pine trees were coated in icicles. The frosting was on one side only on some of the trees, this caused by the moisture laden fog being blown in from the south. Deep in the little coves and backwashes of the pond the ice coating was even more random. 

From Wairepo Pond I headed south along the highway until I reached Lake Ohau Road and Benmore Station. 

It was amazing to see the huge trees around the woolshed and home paddocks covered from top to toe in ice, frozen in time it seemed.

Benmore Station horses

Some of you will recognise this photo, it was the cover shot for the recent NZMCA Motor Caravanner magazine- an old stone cottage on Benmore Station.


From Benmore Station, I headed back towards Twizel. While there was frost further south, it is mostly farmland until Omarama, 25kms away so I decided to head back into the thick of it.

It was a quick stop at another of my favourite views; from the spillway across Lake Ruataniwha to the pine covered peninsula that juts out into the lake.


Not ready to head home just yet, I gave a toot as I drove past home and headed down towards the canal, stopping at Ben Ohau Station and the iconic (for Twizel photogs) red shed...


...just as the farmer came out the gate and headed up the road to deliver baleage to hungry stock.


I stopped along the canal road above Dry Stream to take a photo looking out towards Twizel....



...and busted a mob of sheep who had found a break in the temporary fence around the silage stack and were helping themsleves.


Some of them certainly looked a little guilty.


The final drive past for the day was Lake Poaka which was also covered in hoar frost.



Hard to imagine but just a few short weeks later, the Pukaki fire ravaged through the pine trees in the background. The Twizel River, where the fire started, flows into and out of Lake Poaka on it's way to Lake Benmore.


To be continued...Part 4

Saturday, October 10

Winter in the Mackenzie- A Hoar Frost; Part 2

 Real-time

Continued on from Part 1 (and apologies again for another delay, things are hotting up at Night Sky Cottages!)

I'm afraid this one's going to be a photo-fest but do you know how hard it is to chose photos from five days of shooting one of nature's most spectacular weather phenomenon; a beautiful hoar frost?

Hot Tubs Omarama Ice Sculpture
Many of you will know that I have been chasing a hoar frost around the South Island for four of the last five winters but not having much luck with them other than a few mini frosts or ones that were on their last legs. I did manage to take a few photos last winter after we made a mad dash from Fairlie arriving in the Mackenzie just as it melted off the trees.

Heaven on earth when it's sub-zero temperatures
We very nearly missed this one too. After two very cold early winter months in Twizel we decided to have a break and head down to the coast for a few days, say hello to Anne & Joe, our Lockdown hosts, at Glenavys Waitaki River Motor Camp and then do a loop stopping in Timaru for a few days, before heading back to Lake Tekapo and then home to Twizel. 

Hot tub outlook
We stopped for the first night just 30kms down the road in the Hot Tubs Omarama carpark; I'd given David a voucher for a soak in the tubs for his birthday, and if you use the tubs they allow you to stay overnight in the carpark. I listen to the radio when I wake early in the morning and I had a little chuckle to myself when I heard at 6.30am that Omarama had the coldest temperature for the day at -9c. Usually it was Twizel getting the mention. And then when I checked our gauge it said -12c! It sure was cold. 

Hot Tubs Omarama carpark
I cranked up the diesel heaters and went back to bed until it was toasty warm inside. Our water pipes were frozen (no water for dishes) so it was a brisk walk down the road to the Wrinkly Ram Cafe for a hearty breakfast and then we set off down the Waitaki Valley towards the coast. 

Ahuriri Pass
I was a little perplexed to see that the trees & vegetation through Ahuriri Pass and down into Otematata were coated in frost but didn't think too much of it, I assumed the frost would be gone by the afternoon and anyway, we had plans. We stopped in a sunny Kurow, beside the Waitaki River, for a cup of tea...


...and then it was off to Glenavy where we surprised our Lockdown hosts Anne & Joe. We set up camp for the next couple of nights near out old site and made a date for Happy Hour & a catch up the following night. The next morning I headed off to Oamaru for some half-hearted 'retail therapy'. 

Glenavys Waitaki River Motor Camp
All through the morning I'd been getting messages & was seeing posts from various people about a hoar frost forming in the Mackenzie Basin. Then I saw a few photos and weather forecasts predicting fog & sub-zero temperatures for the next few days. I called David, casually mentioning what was happening back in Twizel and trying to hide my disappointment at not being there. Of course I wanted to head straight back up to the high country but I also assured him that we really couldn't, we'd come away for a few days break and it wouldn't be fair. Would it?

It didn't take him long to talk me around. He figured that he'd heard about the missed hoar frosts for the last five years and if we missed this one, he'd be hearing about it for next five years as well! It was mid afternoon and by the time I got back to Glenavy, 30kms away (no time to do a planned grocery shop), David had the 5th-wheeler ship-shape and ready to hitch up. He'd spoken to Anne & Joe- "Sorry guys, no happy hour, see you next time. Oh and by the way we're pulling out 5 hours past check-out time. We love you too!"

Then it was back up the Waitaki Valley following our footsteps from the day before. We knew we'd made the right decision as we passed Bog Roy Station and approached Sailors Cutting and Lake Benmore. The landscape looked magical, the fog had departed and it was clear & still below the low cloud that blanketed the top of the surrounding hills and mountains. 


It was getting late and I was worried we'd not get back to Twizel before dark but when I saw the willows in the Sailors Cutting carpark we had to do a quick stop on the side of the road ('cause we'd already passed the gate) and I ran back, took a few shots and then we were off again. 

Sailors Cutting willows

Sailors Cutting
And then it was another quick stop at the Ahuriri River...

Ahuriri River- upstream
...before we reached Twizel's Wairepo Arm & Kellands Pond; two large ponds one on either side of the highway which are fed from Lake Ruataniwha & the Ohau B Canal. I'd finally reached heaven! And just in the nick of time, the light was fading fast. 

Kellands Pond- Twizel
Once again David parked the rig on the side of the road and I scuttled off on a major mission; to capture as many photos as I could before darkness fell.

Wairepo Arm- Twizel
Of course there was tomorrow but as always I photograph for the moment, anything could happen by morning and I'd be beside myself if I missed this one after coming so close. 

Roadside at Kellands Pond

There were many people stopping on the highway to take photos, I moved away from the road and down a familiar track to the other side of the pond where it was still and calm and the willows, dripping in icicles, hung low over the water. 


Trackside at Kellands Pond


I was thrilled to see two of my most favourite things; a hoar frost & a loved up pair of Australasian Crested Grebes/Kamana doing a courtship dance on the frigid waters in front of the raupo.


As long as the temperature stayed low and the ice crystals kept building up on the branches, it did looked like we were in for a few days of hoar frost. How exciting! 


Wairepo Arm Reflections
Both Kellands Pond and Wairepo Arm are favourites for many photographers (and birders) because usually the waters are silky smooth and calm, perfect for reflection photography through all the seasons. This stillness keeps the fog low too and allows the ice crystals to form on the surrounding landscape during a hoar frost.

Wairepo Arm
With night falling and happy to have captured a few decent shots of the frost, we headed home to park beside the cottages for the night, and keen to see what the morning would bring. 

To be continued....Part 3
(I decided I just couldn't do the hoar frost justice with just one blog, so there'll be another two posts before I'm done).