Imagine you are an explorer, seeking riches and gold beyond your wildest dreams. You eventually stumble across a promising area, and after digging for a while you uncover a locked box. When you open it, more treasure than you could ever imagine sits inside. This is something like the experience of entering Jeff’s Tirau Museum. Room after room of the most incredible collection of photos, gems, weaponry, machinery – odds and ends you never knew existed until you see them there. A whirlwind tour left me and my camera breathless by the end. I honestly believe you could spend a week in the place and still want to go back for more. Jeff’s personal tour also added to the experience, and every article has a story to go with it. I’ve said previously that I’m a fan of museums anyway, but sometimes I do feel a detachment from the history caused by the sterile glass cases and identical notice boards. No such worries with Jeff – every item comes to life and opens a world or intrigue.
Jeff’ has a humble attitude about his ‘hobby,’ but it is a collection quite like no other. It’s one of those things that I film and can’t wait to review the footage. After eventually tearing myself away, I turned my wheels towards Rotorua, and climbed the first real hills I’d seen in a few days.