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The Alps to Ocean Cycle Trail has got to be one of THE most stunning cycle trails around. Superlatives abound when describing the trail and they are well justified.  With its snowy mountain ranges, wide open grassy plains, shady...
If you love dressing up, dancing, music, parades and all the style and fun of the 1930’s/40’s then you would love the Napier Art Deco festival.   Held over 4 days, this festival is absolutely jam packed full of fun things...
One definition of the word "adventure" is not 'knowing what the outcome is going to be.'  That was certainly the case in this kayaking adventure! A group of 7 of us met up with our guides from Auckland Sea Kayaks...
Did you know we have our own spectacular cave pretty much right on our doorstep, (if you're from Auckland or the Waikato)?  That's right.  On the back road to Port Waikato is a wonderful hidden gem, called Nikau Cave. A...
What a perfect day we had for this adventure!  We certainly appreciated that fact when we found out that the day before had been unfavourable conditions and as it turned out, the day after was thick with fog! We headed...
Take 8 lively women, add in a huge dose of laughter, fun and humour, some fine wining and dining, a bit of sausage making and a bonfire on the beach and of course, some cycling through the sunny Hawkes...
The forecast wasn't looking that great for the weekend but we headed off anyway, feeling positive and optimistic that we'd cope anyway (and think of a Plan B just in case!) We did a bit of a "tiki tour" on...
10pm on a Saturday night.....I could be out at a noisy, lively bar celebrating with Christmas cheer.  I could be snuggled up on the couch watching a DVD with my hubby.  I could be early to bed reading a...
Kneeling upright on the board I gingerly and slowly bring one foot out from under me and place it on the board.  Hmmm....so far so good.......I then ever so gently bring my other foot out and holding onto the...
Speeding flat tack down the bumpy forest trail, cold wind whipping past, eyes watering, intensely focused on the rutted, pot-holed, muddy, branch strewn track. Standing, crouched low on my pedals, body leaning forwards over the handlebars, fingers splayed lightly...