I didn’t realize until I got to New Zealand that many native walkers consider the Routeburn Track a finer walk than the infinitely better known Milford. I’ve never walked the Milford, and comparisons interest me less and less as I … Continue reading
Just in case you didn’t know: * OK, so my Brasher boots didn’t work out so well. One or two other items were not so hot, but most of my kit was fine. Some of it was terrific. Here’s a … Continue reading
The Kepler Track was the second of the three we walked. It starts and ends across Lake Te Anau from the town of the same name (where I would now be living if there weren’t a few people in this … Continue reading
I think most of us left from Boston, but I met our mostly New England group at Los Angeles Airport. We eventually made our way to Nelson, on the South Island, for a night in the Youth Hostel, where we … Continue reading
I brought my Brasher boots to New Zealand because my old Keens had lost their waterproof qualities, and I assumed we would have significant rain. In the event, we had only a few light showers on one day. The Keens … Continue reading
I’ve been listening to Melvyn Bragg’s wonderful book, The Adventure of English. He’s just called Dr. Johnson (and, in passing, Isaac Newton) an “effortless eccentric.” A lovely turn of phrase I thought I’d just pass along. I know a few … Continue reading
But I don’t really know where to start, beyond saying I had a spectacular, sensational, superb, splendid, stupendous, and snowless time, and want to go back the day after tomorrow with all my favorite people. So here’s a tiny first … Continue reading