A grand sleep with my kiwi hoot-whistling softly and waves rumbling far below. I dream about a person who hasn’t
A sunrise over the South Pacific. Not a bad way to wake up. Though I faff about in the warmth
I’m up and out early. Exotic birds becoming friends wake me, but I slept fitfully. It would be a big
The barkeep Sean has just asked if I met the ghost in room 7, he carries his head in his
Cold, damp, sandflies – oh my! It rained through the night and I was warm nestled in the alicoop, but
A lazy morning awaiting the tide to get to its lowest at 12:36 so we can cross the Okura River.
I am laying in a bed letting the body recover until all hours of the morning, make that the afternoon.
*slackpacking is section backpacking while sleeping in the same place each night I’m a tourist today, loosely walking the trail
I’m up and out before the house stirs in full rain gear. Just drizzle – and not cold – but