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While out riding: Island lookout

Today we took Mike’s boys and our bikes to Queen Elizabeth Park on the Kapiti Coast.

Mike and Flynn
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Hellooo 2015!

Another year has been archived and a shiny new one has started.

2014 was great in many ways but all in all, I’m glad it’s goneburger. I’m proud of the odds and sods of travel that I achieved though the majority has yet to make it into this blog. I need to find a faster way of posting! Anyhoo, I’ll keep chipping away and in the meantime there’s new stuff to plan and do.

A big thanks for reading and at times providing the motivation to keep this labour of love going! Happy New Year – I hope 2015 is good to you 🙂

Wellington Harbour from Seatoun, New Year's Day 2015

Wellington Harbour from Seatoun, New Year’s Day 2015

Christmas traditions

An interruption to the China series for something a little more topical. Hello from my hometown of Helensville (technically, the small adjacent settlement of Parakai) where I’ve spent Christmas with my parents and grandmother. Christmas nowadays gets shared between Wellington and Auckland in a mixture of new and old traditions. Read more

East Cape 9: Some Gisborne tiki-touring

Finishing off this series is a gallery of our Gisborne explorations in the snippets of time between family gathering stuff. Read more

East Cape 8: Catching up with whanau

We’d just finished blasting around the East Cape but the main point of us being in the region was a family gathering in Gisborne over the weekend. Read more

East Cape 7: More small town ghosts and picking up the family trail

We were on the downhill run now to Gisborne but the car detoured off again, this time to Tokomaru Bay. Originally named for sandflies, there’s a bit more going for it these days – in the East Cape sense at least. Read more

East Cape 6: Small town distractions and a birthplace

It was now early afternoon on this one-day pilgrimage. From the cafe we moseyed to Te Araroa, a sleepy East Cape town but with plenty of interesting features. It is also fairly significant in our family history. Read more

East Cape 5: A backcountry station and an historic wharf

We left the decaying cottage to drive several kilometres further inland. Vehicles were rationalised down to two for this leg and as we pulled away I glanced back at my car hoping that I would see it again. Read more

East Cape 4: The house where Dad was a boy

In 1937 an Englishman called Frederick Grace and his wife, a half-Maori lady named Elizabeth, moved to a remote cottage in the East Cape. Read more

East Cape 3: A few churches and the family heritage trail begins

Bleary-eyed, I poked my head around the curtains. Upon seeing the light and early morning colours I went scrambling for my camera. It wasn’t exactly ‘sunrise’; the big golden ball was seemingly as enthusiastic to get out of bed as I was. Read more

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