Author Archives: Rebecca Phillipps

So it’s definitely nothing like Indiana Jones or Time Team. It’s really dirty, it’s extremely hot, and it’s hard work – but it’s really enjoyable. Today our team of three trekked out to try and make sense of the massive … Continue reading →

Today we once again woke to the familiar tones of an alarm, featuring the voice of a British lady who informed us that it was time to get up because it was 6 o’clock. After the mad rush to make … Continue reading →

My struggles with Ingrid started in a 35 km/hr wind, but perhaps I should start at the beginning. For Day 3 and 4, I’ve been working with Josh; taking measurements on a robotic theodolite, called Ingrid.  She’s a Total Station … Continue reading →

The first rays of the soon to be scorching sun cast their glow across the rugged landscape we would be traversing. We were a part of a fellowship. A fellowship with one aim: to survey the entire northern landscape of … Continue reading →

Liam began the day like any other day on the island. Little did he know what awaited him… Beginning his morning with a nutritious breakfast; peanut butter and apricot jam on toast that provided energy for the long day ahead. … Continue reading →

Today was a little different; after working all week at Te Mataku, the team piled in the van (very very early in the morning) to visit the Tamawhera site. A casual stroll through the thistle forests later we arrived at … Continue reading →

Another 6.30am wake up didn’t stop Team Red from tramping over the ‘mountain’ to Te Mataku. We have had a very busy week on this coastal site and today was no different. With at least four fire features identified and … Continue reading →

The morning start was a little less prompt today, despite the early nights all around, the sleep timer failed to wake the four slumbering women in my room. But there is no rest for the busy and it was time … Continue reading →

With the excavation all over, we thought this morning with some luck we may get a sleep-in, but it was not to be. We all blearily stumbled to the breakfast line at 7am and were frog-marched by Simon up to … Continue reading →