Southern colours

Southern colours

As if to punish us for leaving town, the Wellington wind almost blew us off our feet the moment we landed home a couple of days ago. A sharp reminder that for all the wilderness of the South Island Wellington is most definitely wild at heart. After days of empty...
Old friends and deep bonds

Old friends and deep bonds

Being back in Central Otago was like being reunited with an old friend.  The sort of friend that you strike up conversation as if you had seen them just a short while ago.  The sort of friend that doesn’t concern themselves with the fact it’s actually...
Morning blush

Morning blush

It seemed that Queenstown blushed when I lifted the blinds this morning.  Perhaps the sight of me in my PJs was all too much.
Tranquil

Tranquil

After the hustle and bustle of Arrowtown Autumn Festival it was so tranquil to take a few minutes to just sit and enjoy the view at Lake Hayes.  I resisted the temptation to spend too much time trying to make a perfect landscape photograph preferring instead to just...
Colour and scale

Colour and scale

Getting a bird’s eye view from a plane reminds you what a largely unspoiled country New Zealand is.  Miles and miles of empty landscape – the sheer scale of it is mesmerising.  But this was nothing compared to hugging the mountain to tip into Queenstown,...