The last little while I’ve been in a bit of a rut (it’s winter, so no real surprise there). I haven’t had a lot of motivation or inspiration to write much of anything, and as my 31st birthday approaches I’m once again plagued by that sinking sensation, that nagging fear of “what have I done with my life?!”
It’s times like these that I’m forced to stop and take a moment to remind myself that while I might not be exactly where I expected to be in my 30’s, I’ve still done a lot with the time I’ve had. My life has been filled with amazing experiences that have spanned across almost the entire world.
So, instead of sitting and wallowing, I’ve decided to kill two birds with one stone and get back to writing while reminiscing about the most spectacular days of my life in a series of blog posts.
So, to start it all off, let’s get on a plane and head to New Zealand’s South Island, to the sunny and gorgeous seaside town of Continue reading The Best Days of My Life: Swimming with Dolphins
Of the four elements, I’ve always been drawn to water the most. I grew up on the north shore of Lake Superior and have always felt a strong affinity towards its powerful presence and beautify.
As I’ve grown, my wanders have taken me around the globe and everywhere I’ve gone I’ve discovered spectacular and captivating water features; from the vastness of the Oceans and the Great Lakes to the rushing rivers. I’m drawn to them and seek them out.
When it comes to mesmerizing aqua depths I’m not sure any place quite compares to New Zealand, where the glaciers and volcanic earth spring life to waters of every shade of blue and green imaginable. One area of striking beauty is the Blue Pools of Haast which are fed by the most incredibly blue river I have ever seen. My sister and I stumbled upon this gem during our drive through Haast from Franz Joseph to Wanaka. The hike was just a 15 minute stroll away from the main highway.
Today’s post was inspired by this week’s photo challenge: Elemental
For me, wanderlust is both the longing and the need to go on an adventure to explore a new place, and it is something I have been afflicted with my entire life.
Warning: Side effects of this affliction may include: open mindedness, self reliance, unsatisfaction with the 9-5, and empty bank accounts
If travel was a person she would be the supporting actor to my life’s play. She’s taught me so much and has played such a key role in shaping me into the person that I am today. Continue reading Itchy Travel Feet
While on our 3 week road trip in New Zealand last spring Kathleen and I decided to cut Milford Sound (due to horrible cold and rain-for-days forecasts). This gave us some extra time to fill. After a bit of googling we decided to head on over to Oamaru: New Zealand’s Self Proclaimed Steampunk Capital of the World. Now neither of us had any particular interest in Steampunk but our Dad does so we thought why not pop in so we could tell him all about it and also – there were penguins.
Here’s how our experience went:
We arrived into the small town around 1:30 pm on the 9th of May. Almost instantly we were struck by how weird and empty the place felt. Lonely Planet describes the town as having a “wellspring of eccentricity bubbling under the surface” and of having the potential for “extreme Kookiness.” Well, I can tell you that extreme kookiness doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface… Continue reading Oamaru: The Strangest Place I’ve Ever Been
May 1st 2015
Abel Tasman National Park is the one of my favourite places in New Zealand. When I started planning my trip back I knew right away that it was a must on the list of things I wanted to share with Kathleen.
The park itself, located on the Northwest tip of the South Island, is the smallest national park in the country, but remains highly popular due to its 60 km Coastal Track – one of New Zealand’s “9 Great Walks.”
Our day started early with the 1 hour drive from our hostel in Nelson to Marahau where we were due to meet the water taxi for a lift up the coast to Bark Bay. From here the plan was to spend one amazing day soaking up all that the park had to offer as we walked the 21 km back out to our car. Continue reading Abel Tasman: Don’t worry, we’ve got time…