Kia Ora, New Zealand

"People make magic happen." Graffiti with a positive message. Today my thoughts go out to the people of New Zealand after yesterday's senseless act of violence. I took this in Christchurch five years ago and it's a good reminder the resilience of the Kiwis. This was taken in one of the cordoned-off sections of the city following the 2011 earthquake. Despite the loss and damage, the people of Christchurch came forth to rebuild and move forward after that tragedy and I have not doubt they will do the same now.

Kia ora,



Tasman Sea

Thinking back to the last time I stood in the Tasman Sea - New Zealand 2014. I am about to embark on my first journey to Australia, which will find me looking across this same body of water from the other shore. I should arrive in Sydney tomorrow, which, after crossing the International Date Line, will be November 3 in Oz. What lies ahead remains a mystery, as it should. Please stay tuned...

"There is no security on this earth, there is only opportunity." (Douglas MacArthur)


Reminiscing on New Zealand

One year ago at Ohau Falls, roughly 25 km outside of Kaikoura, New Zealand. I'd heard about this place where the fur seals take their pups into a freshwater stream and decided to try hitching a ride out there to check it out. I happened to bump into my surf instructor David from my previous visit to Kaikoura, who was kind enough to give me a lift to the seal colony. It took some time and patience crouching on the wet rocks, but eventually this little pup crawled out of hiding to check me out.

Sunrise over Lake Dunstan, Cromwell, New Zealand

Feeling a bit nostalgic this morning, reflecting on my time New Zealand and remembering where I was at one year ago today. After scrolling through my journal I discovered that on March 30, 2014, I was nearing the end of my time living and working (WWOOFing) at Aurum Wines in Cromwell, Central Otago. Most mornings when I woke I would grab my camera & tripod and run down to this spot right here, my little sanctuary on the shore of Lake Dunstan, where I would find solitude to photograph the sunrise and return in the evening to play my guitar.