Although we’re rarely sitting-on-our-arses-doing-nothing types, we’re not always up for a long walk at this time of the year. We might do a quick blat around the block or a shorter walk up the mountain, but if the weather isn’t particularly good we’re just as likely to look out of the window and think, nah, […]
Hauraki Rail Trail – Te Aroha
November 2022 Another day, another set of squally showers, this time accompanying us to Te Aroha, a small town alongside the trail. Not sure what I expected but it wasn’t a tidy place with well-kept public areas, including a heritage precinct and some lovely parks and gardens. Sculptures made from scrap metal dot the main […]
Hauraki Rail Trail – Waihi
November 2022 A Supertramp song is my earworm of choice this morning, It’s Raining Again playing round and round in my head. Between the lack of sun and the surrounding trees it’s dark enough to be a midwinter evening rather than a spring morning and I huddle by the heater. By lunchtime the deluge blows […]
Hauraki Rail Trail – Karangahake Gorge
November 2022 I like hills. Both cities I’ve lived in have been on and surrounded by hills. Flat land bores me, both to look at – nothing to see except sky – and to walk on. I even like hills in the sea; crashing stormy waves are much more interesting than calm water. Only time […]
Hauraki Rail Trail – Thames
November 2022 The northern counterpart to the Otago Rail Trail is the Hauraki Rail Trail. You know the type, used to be a railway line but now a safe place to pootle along on your bike without fear of being mashed by a truck or skittled off the road by a car. We planned to […]
Tree Trunk Gorge
About an hour’s drive northeast of Ohakune, deep in the Kaimanawa Forest, the Tree Trunk Gorge track leads off a narrow road and into the bush. It follows the line of an old road associated with the Tongariro Power Scheme and is mostly wide and straightforward, albeit shared use with mountain bikes. Neil rode it […]
David
Many years ago (far too many, over two decades) Neil and I visited Italy. It was our second visit, the first being enough to make us fall in love with the country: small villages perched on top of rolling hills, the food, the wine, the weather. I could go on and I struggle to find […]
Blues
The road north of Ohakune, although not as familiar to us as that south – our route to Wellington – is a beautiful stretch of road. To me it screams New Zealand more than any fiord or alpine view, with Mt Ruapehu looming over a plain of harakeke, last year’s dead stalks standing to attention […]
Woman with a Plan
It could be said that I’m a woman who likes a plan. I pause here to describe the image that has entered my head: the face of my friend, Julie, eyes wide in disbelief, mouth twisted with scepticism. ‘Like a plan? Like? As in: would hardly get out of bed without one, let alone leave […]
To Joe’s Hut
Having talked about Joe Blyth’s track, it would be remiss of me not to mention the other local place named after him, Blyth Hut*, especially as it’s one of my favourite places on the mountain. I suspect that at one time the Old Blyth track was the main route to the hut but it’s now […]
Tracy Annenberg 