Pirongia. Mystical mountain of the Patupaiarehe.

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I was with the MIlitary in the SOuth Island for a number of years. We spent many hours in the bush, so remote that we were dropped in by 3 Sqd when they were flying Hueys. We would be put in to search for loast trampers, hunters etc. A few times we came across strange things including big foot prints but the things I was most interested in was the stone ruins of little buildings. I contacted Te Papa about what I saw and they never got back to me and I never went back to these places as they were remote. I often wonder about what these were. One other thing that was awesome to see was an Eel that was as big as a car. The Eel was so big that the Pilot, when he saw it it first, actually turned the Heli around just to prove to the rest of us that he had seen such a massive eel. Again, this was remote, the old thing had been able to grow old without being hunted by boys eeling at night.

Thanks for sharing. I only just learnt about the Patupaiarehe in NZ. We have little people here in Australia too. I'm Indigenous Australian and in my tribe the little people are called "Ordabee-Ordabee" meaning 'Little Men' and "Gangaliguns" meaning 'Little Women'. But commonly we just say "Gangaliguns" to refer to them all. There are also some who are human sized. Their existence is acknowledged in our culture. There are many stories and encounters with them, even recently. We have cultural practices of leaving a few fishes behind for them if we have a successful fishing trip as a way of saying thank you for giving us an abundance of fish. We snap branches as a way telling them not follow us home (They will follow home if they are curious). They tend to come around our camps when we are camping. They have an interest in kids, and have been seen playing with them or trying to take them. The old people referred to them as other tribes that branched off from the rest of us and kept the knowledge and practice of deep magic/dreaming, so much that they have the ability to be seen but yet can remain hidden. There are multiple stories of their homes being underground and to reach their places you have to go under the water through rivers and springs to reach their dwellings. My grandmother spoke of witnessing her baby sister being snatched up by one of them one night whilst sitting around a camp fire out in the bush. One of the Gangaliguns ran off with the baby towards a spring, but my grandmother's mother ran after them and threw a fire stick at them and caused it to drop the child. One of my grandfathers spoke of being taken underwater down into their dwelling and said it was a huge big cavern like place where they all had their places set up. He spoke of how the king/leader had one leg and a stump log for the other leg. The story was backed up years later when a man camped on our traditional lands and said he also got taken down to their dwelling and seen the same king/leader with a stump log leg. That's just a few stories, there are a lot more encounters. I've also had two close sightings of Dumbun (What we call yowies/bigfoot/hairymen in our language). So many stories, but yes they are real. It's fascinating how almost every culture and country has similar stories of these beings. Makes you wonder who they really are...

Last week I was tramping in the bush in that area and I walked up to the the top of that mountain. As I was on the top I stopped for a feed. I had a banana that was bent to the left and all of a sudden it bent to the right.

Thank you 🙏 I live on the foothills of Mt Pirongia and feel so blessed to be here. Most days I go up to sit in the streams of the Maunga and hoping one day I see the fae. 💚

I recently moved to the foot of Pirongia and I didn’t know you could drive over the Maunga until my son visited and told me Apple Maps directed him up Pekanui Road onto Okupata Road. Now it’s the only way I like to get home from Ak where I grew up but was never home. Im often late coming back from Ak and just love that mountain at night. I knew of the Patupaiarehe and have been respectful in the knowing. Now I must climb to the top this summer.

Seven of us went off track on Pirongia, stepping stones up a stream. Suddenly, something got into us and we simultaniously all went bush for no reason. We were lost (but together) for about 4 hours. We ran across someones hidden weed patch, and scarpered. Sometimes the bush was so thick, we had to crawl under it to get through. I was scared we'd have to spend the night up there, but we kept heading down hill until we found the stream again. It was very disorientation, and at one stage we were chased by wild bees, and some got a few stings. It has never made any sense why we did that.

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Many old stories about the patupaiere they used to play music late at night they weren't fairies they were fair skinned with red and blonde hair they taught us how to weave nets they came out at night waitakeres would be interesting to explore as would the waipoua forest

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That was very interesting listening that Thankyou

Kia ora, thank you for sharing this story ♥♥

Yes, plenty of evidence if one delves deep. If you can find a copy of Velikovsky's 'Worlds in Collision', he even references Maori folklore in relation to simultaneous Earth and cosmic changes happening at the time on both sides of the world. Night and day.

The Patupaiarehe were in the Waitakeres. The maunga across from Pirongia, Kakepuku, (a beautifully shaped cone) was the last bastion of the Patupaiarehe.

Got chills reading this!.wonderful.aroha a marama from the UK.🙏

Thanks ohoakebooks for that tasty aside; So great to see someone with such an open mind to appreciating what this land has continued to veil; We too have walked and horsed several times, some of Te Urewera, mostly up the Matahi valley, to Maungapohatu and Waikaremoana and back, as this is Our MANA-WHENUA; although We don’t go looking for ‘trouble’, having ‘eyes to see and ears to hear’ means being mindful of the environment; We’re looking forward in anticipation of more rambling exploits and observations, material, or otherwise; MA-TE-WA;

Youre right about the Ngati Hotu route. Patupaiarehe are lost souls in a time warp thanks to advanced technology of the ancients.They are tricksters and love to disorientate and want to interfere and enter our world with a certain glee.They are strong. I came across them too . Thank goodness Im a christian too....

There are fairly recent stories of people seeing groups of these little people in the more remote parts of our country. I imagine they fled to the often cloud covered hill tops to hide as best they could from being hunted by Maori. They were called the children of the mist. They suffered from cold, starvation and respiratory ailments as a result and most perished. Sometimes their small skeletons were found but were assumed by archaeologists to be children even though they were clearly mature. They built small stone bee hive type dwellings which have been occasionally found. Some groups may still exist even now. As for the big footprints, the Sasquatch beings I am given to believe, can move through dimensions, and like to visit here quietly from time to time. You will never catch one or find their remains.

hey im beginning my journey . im looking for a guide and teacher of the old. The Kaimanawa Wall and its purpose is within me. every thing you speak of is true.

And let me tell you, we had to change a tire in the forest by the Kawerau dam up there, I could feel evil lurking around us. Next thing I started photographing and what is seen on the photo isn't from our realm. I never drove through that forest short cut to Taupo again