New Zealand: The Road To Castlepoint
The road to Castlepoint is long, winding, and blissfully empty. I weave through farmland, climbing up, falling down ridges. For some reason I decided this part of New Zealand was flat. […]
The road to Castlepoint is long, winding, and blissfully empty. I weave through farmland, climbing up, falling down ridges. For some reason I decided this part of New Zealand was flat. […]
I stepped out of the van at Kaitoke Regional Park into the cold of a mountain valley after the sun had already left. This is it, after a 58 day […]