The Legend of Mackenzie.
But one thing is certain though: he was a tough bastard. You had to be to survive out in the … Continue reading The Legend of Mackenzie.
Tag: Travel Writing
Vanishing Points
Nothing beside remains. Round the decayof that colossal wreck, boundless and barethe lone and level sands stretch far away… – … Continue reading Vanishing Points
Walking on the Moon
I no longer feel as though I am walking on the moon; I am back on the good Earth. Continue reading Walking on the Moon
Fifty Shades of Green
Wandering among the graves, I am struck by the thought that it was from quiet country parishes like this that many of New Zealand’s early settlers came from and that maybe, just maybe, one of my own ancestors may have once walked in this very place. Continue reading Fifty Shades of Green
A WALK ACROSS THE ROOFTOPS
Hong Kong has a secret alter ego. Beyond Stanley – a trendy seaside suburb on a peninsula suspended from the … Continue reading A WALK ACROSS THE ROOFTOPS
Wide Awake in Dreamland
Out here nothing changes, not in a hurry anyway. You feel the endlessness, running on the light of day… … Continue reading Wide Awake in Dreamland
The House of Blakiston
My great-grandfather, Charles Robert Blakiston, came to New Zealand in 1860, having first tried his luck in the Australian goldfields. … Continue reading The House of Blakiston
Maps
Maps are fascinating. Their intricate detail and their arcane symbols always seem to whisper “come and find out.” Continue reading Maps
The City of Light
“I dig my toes into the sand; The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds, strewn across a blue blanket…” – … Continue reading The City of Light
Time in the Flinders Ranges
Here endless trickles count what comes to be and grain by grain the runnels decimate Eternity. – … Continue reading Time in the Flinders Ranges
