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24 January 2013

My New Zealand Adventure


My name is Joe Delnero, I am a senior broadcast journalism major and former station manager of UATV at the University of Arkansas. My career ambitions lie in fieldwork as a photographer, shooter, and video editor. I am an outdoors man; fishing, snowboarding, scuba diving, hiking and Ultimate Frisbee are my passions. My dream job is photographing for wildlife documentaries. Whether it means scuba diving (I am certified), camping with Grizzlies in Alaska (my summer 2013 plans), or even traveling unknown regions of the world alone (I have been exploring New Zealand for the past 6 months and I toured Europe for six weeks with my brother), I want to have a camera in one hand and adventure on my mind.

The University of Auckland in New Zealand exceeded all expectations providing me with creative learning opportunities both academically and outside the classroom in the tramping club.
 
I focused my studies on New Zealand specific film, media, and advertising to contrast what I have learned over the past three years at Arkansas. My film class featured Maori culture with “Whale Rider,” paralleling a chieftain daughter’s coming of age to the transition of tribal traditions to fit in the 21st century. My New Zealand politics class went in depth into political coverage of Maori issues and how stories are framed, spun, or perceived. Close to 70 percent of stories involving Maori people are in negative contexts, most deal with assaults or murders. Separately, in  advertising, I learned about the commercialization of New Zealand symbols to appeal to national discourses. Through globalization, global products become localized to fit specific audiences. In New Zealand, McDonald’s marketed the KiwiBurger as a claim to fame for the egg-on-burger sandwich. The KiwiBurger inspires national pride for locals calling themselves kiwis and for tourists wanting to experience a burger reflecting the rare flightless kiwi bird inhibiting parts of the North and South island.

Outside the classroom, the Tramping Club provided ample opportunity for extreme adventures. Student leaders organized trips for every week. My first weekend, I tramped with a group to Waiheke, an isolated island just an hour from Auckland. The next weekend, I enjoyed a potluck Mexican meal in a hut with students in the Hunua Ranges after hiking 15 kilometers up and down the picturesque mountains. I explored the Pacific’s most recent volcanic island of Rangitoto where birds land in the palm of your hand. I wandered through the mystic Waitakeres, famous for black sand beaches and west coast surfing. I trudged through marshes and rivers, over low-tide muck, through Lord of the Rings sets, and over the mountains Peter Jackson filmed for scenic wide shots. Over spring break, the tramping club did two overnight hikes in the south island where we slept in isolated huts beneath shooting stars and a nearly full moon lighting snowcapped peaks around us.

Through the tramping club, I learned about the environmental impact of hikers, and the recent accomplishments of research and studies around the country. Currently, much of New Zealand is threatened by similar plant viruses and invasive species that have hit the United States. Before each and every tramp, we were required to coat our boots with antibacterial spray killing fungi and any potential seeds that may be lodged within. Many of the tracks face landslide problems from recent earthquakes, storms, and trampers setting up campsites outside their designated spots. Environmentally speaking, New Zealanders say they are so far behind, they are ahead. It’s true. The huts and tracks, overall, have minimal environmental impact because they are minimalist structures with just a firewood stove, a sink, and small mattresses. One single room hut along the Kepler track in the South Island only had space for eight hikers. 

For more pictures and videos of my New Zealand adventures, visit my website at joedelnero.weebly.com.