Death came swiftly and unexpectedly. On the instructions of a specialist, our attempts to resuscitate proceeded with fumbling fingers disconnecting the…
Ain’t no mountain high enough
My bare foot pressed harder on the accelerator. The needle rose to 12km/h as small beads of sweat trickled down…
State Highway 35….
“What’s it like driving the East Cape this time of year?” I asked the lady in the Gisborne Information Centre.…
the ghost of christmas present
The store’s aisles were decorated with tinsel, coloured lights, and reflective paper, giving the appearance of multiple runways at a…
gone, but not forgotten
It was too late to get away, after his first smelly bag landed in the back of our camper. With…
“not so plain sailing”
It was a feeling I’d experienced on only a handful of occasions before. Normally, it was associated with adventure play…
phoenix – memories of Kaikoura
Like the phoenix rising up from the ashes, so too, our baked spuds lifted clear of the glowing fire pit. Except, the…
the young men and the sea
Even though the day was still and sea calm. The kayak, our single sit-on kayak, was rolling to the point of…
“blast off”
When Neil Armstrong lifted off from Cape Canavaral on the Apollo Mission back in 1969 it took him four days…
popping the bubble 