It begins now

Some might even say it began when I was 4 years old, camping out on the front lawn. As a student, I would always be thinking about hiking in the Tararua Ranges or riding my 10 speed. This inevitably led to cycle touring. A journey that began it all is one that I plan to recreate and share with everyone. It was a 2 month cycle tour of the South Island of New Zealand. It was such an amazing experience. Heading down the infamously wet West Coast turned out to be reasonably dry experience in '88. These were the days when camping was a little more free and easy than it is now, but I hope to uncover some good places for the traveller to bed down for the night. Able Tasman was my first hiking stop, anyone visiting New Zealand should spend some time here. I won't list the things to do because this is a mecca for everything outdoors or water related, and the fun doesn't end when you leave. The Nelson Lakes, Buller Gorge and the wild chasms of the rugged coast have something for everybody. The deeper south you go the more spell bound you become. It's rugged, and at times demanding, but always rewarding. Queenstown is an all seasons resort town with some of the best fun in the world. I headed across Lake Wakatipu on the steamer TSS Earnslaw. Now I was in the heart of primal high country, hiking beautiful passes down to the fjords. (Bring insect repellant though). Then I began my return path up the Island completing the last of the Southern Alp passes.