There’s something quite revealing about standing in an isolated field amongst the tussock with rain clouds passing overhead and snow on the ranges in front of you. It’s either a place you want to leave as quickly as possible, or unpack and stay a little longer. As a cool wind blew my hat off my head, I decided to sit by a boundary fence and hang around for a bit. Besides, I had a flat tyre and needed to unpack the boot! Check out my daily blog from a small city. https://fromasmallcity.nz/ To purchase email john@caswellimages.com
A few years back, I stayed a few nights in the tiny South Island town of Glenorchy. One morning, waking up early I snuck out for a walk as dawn was starting to break. I made my way down to the pier at the lakefront and savoured the splendor of the colours that surrounded me. If there’s one thing that is guaranteed to make you feel insignificant, it’s watching the earth wake-up while being encircled in mountain peaks. Only gradually did dawn on me that I was the only one around. Check out my daily blog from a small city. https://fromasmallcity.nz/ To purchase email john@caswellimages.com
The wonderful thing about the Bay of Islands is that you can go swimming in the summer without a wetsuit and not worry about getting hypothermia. Check out my daily blog from a small city. https://fromasmallcity.nz/ To purchase email john@caswellimages.com
