The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 8, Issue 2 (June 1, 1933)
The “Go-ashore.”
The “Go-ashore.”
The good old three-legged pot is still the most-used cooking utensil in many a Maori camp. I have never seen so many of these “go-ashores” in a native village as in a certain large but little-known kainga in the King Country, called Aotearoa—the famous name also of the whole island. Aotearoa is the headquarters village of the King Country section of the Ngati-Raukawa tribe. Those pots, there were dozens of them, scores, I think, in the large cooking-sheds, under the fruit trees of that beautifully situated but much run-to-seed old settlement, facing the rising sun. Curious word, “go-ashore,” and often ridiculously misconstrued. A popular version among pakeha old hands was that Captain Cook gave a three-legged pot to a Maori, and pointing to the beach, said “Go ashore,” hence the name. As with many another scrap of beachcombing lore, the facts are otherwise.