With three months since my previous post, I once again discovered the difficulties of writing something which I felt may be of interest as I led what became for me, typical day to day life. Unusual as it may sound to consider working on a mountain an uninteresting tale, rather I mean that as this …
So after another amazing couple of months in Australia, a time filled with festivals; Woodford friends; a getaway at Rainbow Beach (backed by walls a multi shade of sandy yellows); and the beautiful hinterland vistas in the Sunshine Coast, I made my way back to New Zealand. Back to the mountain. A couple of months …
The ferry returned us to Wellington to see the sprawl of houses among the hills basked in orange light cast down from above. That night we were to stay on the outskirts of the city, ready to set out on the northern road the following morning. Our ‘campsite’ was a beach side car park, with …
What started as an impairment to our view, became a key element in creating a wonderfully atmospheric and enchanting silent drama. Having gotten up early to see Lake Matheson, with the hope of still waters and a mirror image, the land was filled with low land fog. As we walked around the lake edge to …
Our final few moments on the North Island were much more eventful than planned. Miscommunication meant we were a man down for a short spell when we should have been heading toward the ferry terminal. Then, with all three now on board, Team Cockpit shared a dual sinking feeling as the motorhome thunked along with …
A year and a half ago I’d been overjoyed to share my travelling ways with my dad. Now I was lucky enough to be welcoming a second lot of visitors. My mum and step-dad (Ian) were joining me on the open road, the three of us embarking on a four week motorhome tour of New …
Swapping the beautiful fluffy green hills of Tasmania for the flat red, brown and grey of Melbourne, the only thing raised from the ground, the shining towers at its centre, I knew I’d made the right choice when I took that flight to Hobart two months ago. Now much more a fan of open spaces …
Just two days into my trip I could already feel the effects of the long drives, as I struggled to raise my head from the floor to begin day three. With a slow start, I enjoyed benefits of a paid campsite, having a shower and using the basic kitchen facilities. My current early morning lifestyle …
And so I began my first multi day solo car adventure. One that would cover almost 1500km and take me to some of Tasmania’s most coveted locations. I’d hired a manual car and as I hadn’t driven anything but automatics since leaving home, this initially resulted in some rather painful crunching and jerking for the …
Before I knew it the time had come to leave Tarraleah. As excited as I was about being back on the road, to spend a couple of months travelling day to day (something I haven’t done in nearly a year), I was truly sad to be leaving the place and even more so, the people, …
