What about the worst bits?
RMB: The worst kind of frustrating thing for me was that first day when we kept getting stuck. It was the first day and I was super hyped, and this mountain in the middle of the North Island, Mt Ruapehu, you never get a good sunny day there, maybe one in sixty days and it’s like boom bluebird perfect. And that morning was really nice, and we totally wasted it trying to drive up the access rode so that just really pissed me off. That was the worst thing for me. But it feels like it isn’t even a big deal. Nothing was bad for the whole time apart from that.
MM: Camper van broke, that was a bit…
“There’s no way in fucking hell that any other country would allow people to go on this”
RMB: Yeh, but that wasn’t even bad. We called a tow truck.
RMB: Luckily, we were really close to Maria’s brother’s house in Wanaka. Like literally just down the road when it happened. We were able to load all of our shit out of the camper and take it to his house, leave the camper overnight, and get it tow trucked to the place the next morning. We were only without it for two days.
MM: It wasn’t that bad, it was more that could have happened anywhere, at some fucked up access road, then we would have been screwed.
RMB: That was good timing. That was almost the best thing.
MK: I mean, it was all pretty good fun. Maybe. Yeah. It was all pretty good fun.
MM: Except for the broken lift.
MK: So, the lifts at the club fields are really unique… They’re all rope tows, but they’re like gnarly rope tows. You have to wear a special big fat leather belt. They call it a nutcracker, but it’s this metal whip, that you have to carry around with yourself and attach yourself to the rope, and just attaching yourself to the rope is a skill. You can fuck it up really bad, and then you can fuck up your hand… Like full Kiwi crazy.
MM: There’s no way in fucking hell that any other country would allow people to go on this. Safety hazard. Full on. Every time you go over a pollie, you’ve got this middle clip, you got to physically hold onto a rope, and it goes through these pollies, these big round wheels, and if you put your finger in there, it is fucking gone. So, you have to make sure you let go of the rope with one hand and still hold the clamp on with the other and try not to get anything caught and stay upright, it’s stressful.
RMB: It’s exhilarating, that’s for sure.
MM: I’m sure it’s exhilarating with twenty kilos of fucking filming gear on your back.