Wellington is an 8 hour drive from Auckland. It’s not that long of a drive, but it’s still a long drive. My good friend graciously agreed to come along and keep me company.
What she didn’t know, was that the last time I drove near Rotorua, I was supremely disappointed that the Blueberry Museum was closed for renovation. So this time, we were stopping and we were museum-ing.
I’ve been to the first floor of this place twice before. They have blueberry juice, wine, jam, jelly, chutney, ice cream and even dog treats. It’s quite the free-tasting smorgasbord. Plus they sell soaps and potpourri.
But this time, I wanted more.
We wandered past the hoards (Okay, the few. Alright fine! The two..) people already in the shop. The museum was on the second floor. I had no idea what to expect.
Welp, for better or worse, it wasn’t this! The evolution of liver salt?
The blueberry museum was more about the Mamaku District Forestry and Farming History. The museum contained tools of the trade going back ages, plus the changing technology of the landscape. They even had old school records for the region dating back a hundred years!
It was like walking into the attic of an old person. (Sorry old people, but I mean really old people, and it’s even more like the attic of the parents of the old people.)
I thought I had taken a handful of photos, but so few ended up coming out. I suppose this means you’ll all have to take a visit to the Mamaku Blue Blueberry Farm and Museum to see for yourself. Plan B is to pick up a pint of the blue marbles from your local farmers market and head into your elders’ attic.