A fascinating slice of this region’s history came nearly a century after the gold miners and decades after the bushmen who felled the kauri that once stood tall in the rainforests of the rugged Coromandel Range.

It was time for the hippies to move in, and the beginning of a thriving artistic community.
Why would they come here?
Well, it is hard to explain to anyone who hasn’t been to this area what drew hundreds of people, dubbed “the Flower Children,” to the Coromandel during the 1960s and 1970s.

At first glance, it’s a pretty unpromising country to head for if you’re after a comfortable living off the fat of the land. Think rugged, stony, heavily forested, and where we were housesitting on the western side, and where Coromandel Township is very tidal.
Was it the stillness of the rainforest, the misty vistas of mountain, headland and sea that called the souls of the commune-founders hither?. Or perhaps it was the ready availability of cheap land and abundant earth that produced premium clay for pottery. Or the more cynical may believe it had to do with less productive work in the form of having camouflage in the way of the bush to plant their crops; in those days it had more to do with pot than clay.
Whatever the reason, Coromandel, rivalled only by Nelson, was to become Hippy Central for New Zealand. And while most of the residents of the communes in the 1960s and 1970s spent the 1980s turning on and tuning in to the stock market, there are still real hippies living, feral and shy, in and around Coromandel. Just a few years older than me.
The great thing about people who live alternative lifestyles is that, to make a sweeping generalisation, they are usually creative and unconventional. They made Coromandel the place it is today, still a relatively thriving artistic community. Viewing art is one of the primary reasons I love visiting this area, and of course, not forgetting the stunning bush and beaches.
My Connection – Waikawau Bay

I was first introduced to the Coromandel when my brother and friends bought a thick patch of bushland further up the peninsula in the 1980s. I was to make a few trips with this lot of entrepreneurial hopeful nut-tree growers, mainly in the role of chief cook, not the dishwasher or the tree planter.
Other memories linger more vividly.
Those times were when I stayed alone at the base camp to cook up a storm. Where more than once I could be found sitting on a chair with feet tucked up, with an arm stretched out, trying to stir the simmering pots. While waiting patiently, or not, for the tree planters to return to assure me the visiting rat had disappeared.
The real fun memories were made when the Squire and I had the opportunity to enjoy a few occasions up in “the bush”, with the delights of an outdoor bath and dinner by candlelight after a day’s exploring. Those stays were in the comfort of a building with a roof, door and windows. Then on our last night, I was reminded of a previous visit, when we heard scratching on the window.
Throughout our history, memorable moments are made from the unexpected. Don’t you agree?
To extend your visit to the Coromandel can be had by reading
Housesitting in New Zealand – Coromandel Peninsula
The Inspiration Behind the Dream
Cover image: Heihei Beach with a view of the prominent volcanic headlands.
What a beautiful place!
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There are plenty of picturesque nooks and crannies to lose yourself away from the crowds during the warmer months.
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So gorgeous. We visited 18 years ago and I still remember its beauty.
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Oh, that’s wonderful. I agree it is gorgeous, and some places stay vividly in our travel memories.
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Really does look like a pot of gold at the end of that rainbow! I like your clever descriptions of the hippies and their habits.
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Thanks, Eilene and back then the area had less wealthy people building holiday homes. Away from all those issues, is nature, in the form of isolated beaches and bush walks, bliss.
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Sounds perfectly delightful!
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It is a beautiful area. I was there earlier this year, the scenery was amazing, and the people were friendly.
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I’m not sure I would live there, though a visit is always a treat. Our unpredictable weather isn’t kind to the peninsulas.
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I agree. We managed to make our visit after a weather events and carefully picked our routes to avoid intruding on areas where people were still recovering or major road repairs were being carried out. We were then chased back down to Wellington by the next storm heading down the island. I was glad our mini caravan was so small as we were buffeted by strong winds down the Kapiti Coast, and we made it home literally half an hour before the torrential rain and 130kph winds hit again.
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Small is preferable, especially with our roads and the influx of motorhomers. You were lucky.
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That is why we got a very small one – a K-Pod, then made in Tauranga. I have even taken it over Kiwi Rd, in the Whangamomona area, that is is posted as ‘no caravans or camper vans’ twice – although I had been over that way before without the camper and knew what to expect. My wife, May, nearly got out and walked as som of the corners.
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Haha, I don’t blame May as I would’ve done, too. Years ago, we had many conversations with co-drivers who sat in the M/H bathroom🤣
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I love the cover photo.
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Cheers, David. Les even managed to drive our previous motorhome around those narrow roads. Blardy hair raising, I might add.
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More of the wonderful memories you have stored up, Suzanne. Aside from the terrorising rat, of course. Such a lovely place! xx
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Thanks, Jo, and hopefully it ignites memories for others. Like you, we love coastal areas and have always lived near the coastline x
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The Coromandel Peninsula was on our itinerary. See what I’ve missed?
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I now see the reason for your second choice. Oh well, next time, Anabel.
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Really fascinating, Suzanne – and all before the Hobbits arrived
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Haha, before their little feet touched the Coromandel clay.
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A beautiful landscape and fascinating history – I’ll definitely try to add Coromondal to our itinerary if we get to visit New Zealand in the next couple of years, as we hope to do.
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Sarah, I do hope you both get to visit NZ. Stunningly beautiful coastlines/beaches in the Nth Is, which has an abundance of them. If you want mountain vistas and more dramatic, rough coastlines, then it’s the Sth Is. Of course, there are other places in both islands that attract visitors such as Rotorua etc.
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Sometimes the best moments are the unexpected ones I think, love the quote on the photo 😁
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Absolutely, Jim, they are the best. I should’ve added that the enterprising nut farmer became a husband and a Dad so the nut tree dream had to be felled.
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Love has a habit of getting in the way of our plans!
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Doesn’t it, and most of the time, in good ways😊
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