The Spit

We race the sun out to Aramoana’s tiny settlement (261 at last count) known locally as ‘the Spit’ on the distant East coast, hoping to arrive before the yellow-eyed penguins make their dawn run across the beach. Jumping out at the carpark, we hesitate.

The sky’s incredible colour is silhouetting the lighthouse atop Tairoa Heads across the harbour, and we just have to capture it…

Tunnel Vision

Snuggled into a spectacular section of coastline just 10 minutes drive from the city, one of Dunedin’s epic spots for picnicking or a scenic walk remains a secret to many…

Pa Wars

There’s a chill wind blowing from the south as I stand on the edge of the cliff and watch the ocean pound in fifty feet below. The Huriawa Peninsular is surrounded by sheer rockfaces, which is what made it one of the great natural fortresses in New Zealand – an impregnable fortified pa named after the great southern chief Te Wera once dominated this part of the Otago coast, and warriors would once have been standing where I am, looking down at a major invasion force, and laughing.