// Wharekauri //

“Nights and days came and passed
And summer and winter
and the rain
And it was good to be a little Island.
A part of the world
and a world of its own

All surrounded by the bright blue sea.”  

Margaret Wise Brown The Little Island


Took a drive out to Wharekauri today.  I tried to capture the vast expanse of sweeping cloud and the meeting of the sky and ocean blues.    

We passed by Mt Chudleigh Reserve on the way (see top of map); we plan to climb to the top sometime this year.  

(Our place is just outside the main town settlement, Waitangi, on the road that leads to Owenga.) (Map c/o Te Ara NZ Encyclopaedia)

New Beginnings // Rekohu

So this is home now.  

We left Otautahi on Tuesday in the afternoon drizzle.  Two hours later, one sleepy boy, two jaded parents, three bags packed to the brim, and an assortment of small-human paraphernalia arrived on Chatham Island to a warm sea breeze and a pair of smiling grandparents - and the realisation that after months of planning, packing, and waiting, we had made it.  The rest of our worldly possessions (read: tools, books, and the all-important brewing gear) come in on the ship in a couple of weeks so we are settling in with what we have and getting to know our new home in the meantime.


We took our first whanau trip to Waitangi Wharf yesterday.  I stood at the edge and thought of Lyttelton Harbour and the friends we've left behind.  But there are adventures to be had and stories to be told outside of the familiar; this special place will provide us with both (and so much more I'm sure).

To new beginnings.

To Rekohu.


Aoraki // Revisited

“I am content”

I said aloud and anchored,

My visual net cast out on your inverted ocean

Content to merely marvel

At the uncanny ebb and flow of blue-white, blue-white waves.

I do not need to conquer; to scale

To immerse myself in your cloudy depths

To look upon you is enough.  It feels like floating anyway.

The sport will suffice.  I catch only to return.