“Summer is here!” There was no denying this statement as we toiled up yet another bump on the ridge beneath a merciless sun. The eastern ran...

3:20am Headlights on as Dad and I begin wandering up the Otira Valley under a sky glistening with stars, the surrounding mountains faintly ...

“I think that’s our track.” Two bluffs rose imposingly above the road along Lake Hawea and a line was visible zigzagging up the steep face...

Rising steeply up from Lake Wakatipu, Whakaari Conservation Area is open high country which was mined for scheelite in the 1900s. Old pack t...

Memory is an odd thing: at times detailed and accurate, at others a blank wall of no recollection about a given place or event, and occasion...

Frosty camp in Young Basin, Milky Way glistening brilliantly above. Elevation quickly gained then lost; Enchanting scenery from Gil...

Smooth, round stones. Cool, clear water. Bare feet. Fording the shin-deep Haast River provided a blissful foot massage to bookend our excurs...