Category Archives: Travel

Mustering Courage at Lake Rere

Zebras, when pursued by hungry carnivores, must only outrun one of their mates to remain alive.  Thus I was recently disappointed to find that it was I, that had been outrun, whilst in the cross hairs of an angry beast … Continue reading

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Catching a Weather Window in Fiordland

Planning trips around the weather has never been as problematic as it was this Summer, and as the calendar flipped over to January, my son and I found ourselves in one of the dampest places on earth – Fiordland. Our … Continue reading

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Sunset over Glenorchy

McIntosh Loop Track, Whakaari Conservation Area It’s well known that Otago’s history is steeped in gold. What is less well known, is that the area was also mined for scheelite – a shiny metallic ore discovered in the 1880s and … Continue reading

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Pipes and Crags

Twenty minutes. That’s all it takes to reach Wye Creek, from the seething mass of tourists that makes Queenstown equally vibrant as it is overwhelming. I had many times passed the benign little sign on the road verge 20 minutes … Continue reading

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Living for Today – One Months Journey to the Station

“Sooner or later we must realize there is no one station, no one place to arrive at once and for all.  The true joy of life is the trip.  The station is only a dream … so, stop pacing the … Continue reading

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Lipstick

Woman who wear lipstick don’t like to kissed.

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Self Fullfilled Prophesies

This is a small villanelle poem I quickly drummed up in reply to Someone I Used to Know, who thought talking into the shadows was the same as communicating. Speaking to Shadows To the shadows he spoke of his despair … Continue reading

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