It began this morning in Taupo with a 5 am wakeup call for the bus ride to Tongariro National Park. The bars were still bumping and thumping with New Year’s festivities, but I suited up with cold weather gear, attempting to be prepared for the Tongariro Crossing, billed as New Zealand’s most spectacular one-day walk.
Ten years ago today, I returned from three weeks around New Zealand. I’ve posted most of the photos that I like from the trip, but revisiting the collection…
Shot from a moving van after visiting the Seno Otway penguin colony, I just missed a Ñandu (similar to an Ostrich) that was running across the field. This…
Having acquired some kind of cold in Marrakech, I’ve started to cough. I hoped that good food and the warm air would snuff it out before it (and I) became a nuisance. No such luck. I awake today to begin a two-day mountain trek with a full-blown hacking cough.