Category: New Zealand 2026
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New Zealand Day 7
Hip hooray, Zach still can’t harvest cause of rain so we’re off to The Banks! We have been hearing “The Banks” a-lot in this house and are eager to see what they have to offer. Incidentally, we are also still a bit knackered from our big day yesterday, but no matter. One is not always…
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New Zealand Day 6
To offset our perfectly delicious relaxation yesterday, we decided on a marathon day today. We were up and out before the sun, which in this case was about 6:00. The clouds and fog of yesterday had disappeared out to sea and the day was gloriously clear. The mountains had a fresh blanket of snow and…
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New Zealand Day 5
Drizzly rain started last night and continued off and on all day. The mountains were hidden behind thick clouds and the fire in the living room felt like a necessity. We had planned to take it easy all morning, but Heath apparently made other plans in the wee morning hours. He woke me with very…
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New Zealand Day 4
What better way to spend the morning than in the Enchanted Forest? A walking path runs through tall redwoods, fir and other trees lining the banks of a canal on the outskirts of Methven, and it’s been turned into a mile long fairy garden. Little wooden doors are set into trunks of trees, fairies, goblins,…
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New Zealand Day 3
Sunday in this beautiful land. We ate oatmeal, hashed the Sunday School lesson and generally had a relaxing start to the day before heading out to see what local Canterbury had to offer. Mud or poop? That is sometimes a little blurry in a two year olds mind. We were deep in the magical woods…
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New Zealand Day 2
We woke up to a beautiful day and a big breakfast by Camille. Something about the way we flew around the world completely eliminated jet leg, so that’s been a happy surprise. Zach has been working at a farm nearby helping with harvest. It’s usually wet in the mornings so today they didn’t get going…
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New Zealand Day 1
I hate January so much I will literally do anything to make it go away. This year we managed to chop 19 whole hours off of it by flying to New Zealand. Yes, I would eat wretched quinoa and chicken gloop, have swollen ankles, fight restless leg syndrome and endure airplane bathrooms just to shorten…
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