Like seafarers this life on the road feels like we have left the landlubbers behind. We look out into the distance horizon and imagine the adventures that await. However, government agencies don’t care about our long distance glances. They don’t care about our free spirits. They want us to have a postal address. They want […]

Coming to a camp and shouting ourselves a few days, or in this case weeks, on a powered site feels like a bit of a luxury.  It is great to be able to plug any device in and charge the same devices up at any time. On one of our solar panel days nothing beeped

As we are staying at the camp here for a wee while I thought I would write about Springfield NZ. I say Springfield NZ  and not just Springfield as this small, small town has aligned itself with a much bigger player in the United States. There must be some quirky characters around here, with tongue-in-cheek

Many people, well a few, have given me a bit of credence for being intrepid. I don’t deserve a lot of congratulation for that attribute. What I have done at this stage in my life, although it might seem fearless, is fairly carefully thought out. Peter and I aren’t travelling through jungles or deserts. We

Everyone likes a bit of water. Better still if the water is flowing over some rocks, above your head. In New Zealand if there is a bit of water in this situation a path is created and a sign is erected.  This sign is a magnet for many people, ourselves included. If I see a

After six months we are leaving the North Island to continue our travels in the south. It seems appropriate to sing ‘Auld Lang Syne’ as it is a song which people sing at the end of the year, reflecting on the past twelve months. We are only reflecting on the last six months but have

Many places and street names in the towns and cities we have passed through are similar. There seems to be an ANZAC street or avenue in every town. Often there is a Dixon Park or Courtney Place. Names can be the same but the terrain these names exist on, is the difference. We have just

What makes one day stand out from another? What makes one day better than another? Winning lotto would stand out for me as a day or night to remember. However, having the numbers on my lotto ticket correspond to the balls rolled out on a Saturday or Wednesday night has not happened. Yet. So does

Who’d know that in my lifetime of driving or taking lifts, getting on a bus would be so gratifying. Peter and I are both gratified that public transport for the over 65’s is free. We are also gratified that it is relatively easy to navigate to unknown places and that the drivers of these welcome

Again we find ourselves on the gravel patch which is the N.Z.C.M.A camp among the aeroplanes and helicopters at Ardmore. At first I thought it was strange that the camp is situated here, in an airport. However strange or not there is always something going on. Sometimes the thing that is happening is during the