“Did you like Milford Sound?” That’s the first question you’ll be asked when you tell people you were on the South Island of New Zealand for three weeks. When Magellan and I answer meekly, “We didn’t go there,” we’re met with the same dumbfounded expression you’d give to people visiting the Rockies and admitting they […]
In the language of New Zealand’s indigenous Māori, the word Moeraki means “drowsy day.” We were ready for a drowsy day, for Moeraki. The previous day we woke up before the sun in Auckland, drove slowly to the airport (because a tire on our rental car had blown out on the freeway and we were […]
Wednesday night, April 15 I’m still in a bit of a shock over what happened today. Maybe as I age (remember, I’m only a year old) and get used to life in the wilderness (after all, I was born in Germany), I’ll roll with it more easily.
Fossicking? “What does that mean?” you’re probably wondering. We discovered the word late one night at Fleurs Place, a restaurant in Moeraki on New Zealand’s South Island.