Sydney challenges.

I’ve lived long enough and travelled enough to know parking spaces are no joy ride! Parking buildings have tight narrow ramps and sharp corners. Parking lots can have row after row of cars for mile on mile. I’ve been  lost before; years ago in a car park at Disneyland in California, so I know the pitfalls.
Now days I am wiser to the parking dilemma.  Or am I??  I often photograph the carpark and number so I won’t lose my car…it has been helpful on many an occasion. imageSo why did car parking become a nightmare for me recently? I drove to Bondi Junction shopping centre, early in the morning so I found a park easily. P3 Q4 Green. What could be simpler! I had the photo safely in my phone. So I headed to the supermarket  and bought a few supplies and then headed back to P3 green level….

I walked and walked looking for Q 4 any Q would have been exciting. .I found A,B, J!K!M!N!O! but no Q. I asked a few women who shook their heads politely in a negative fashion. I searched for a map or a help phone all to no avail! If you are going to have a heart attack don’t do it here as there is no way you can call for help!! Anyway I didn’t have a heart attack, I just had a meltdown. Finally I spied a little old lady with a Myers store manager helping her to her car. I took my chance and stopped them, I mean I’d been 15 minutes searching for Q4 – they were both so sweet as I fought back the tears!! So once he helped the little old lady this charming young man turned his attention to moi. After 12 more minutes he finally found Q and there was the car waiting patiently for me. Interestingly he struggled to find Q, so I did feel better. No wonder I had trouble. By now my confidence is shattered and I’m never returning to Westfield at Bondi Junction, the tears have turned to laughing at myself and anger at the lack of signage and assistance. I did phone Westfield  who admitted I wasn’t the first person to have a problem and she would pass it on- yeah right!!
Other “New” Australians tell me you get used to it…. Really?? The city roads have appalling signage too, Auckland is bad but!!!
Being a tourist in Sydney is one thing, living the suburban life is far more difficult. Parking is as scarce as hens teeth, permits are often required so when you do see a space read the cryptic signs very carefully.  Better still use public transport. That too can be tricky for the uninitiated. I jumped on a bus in Circular Quay and said to the driver ‘ how much to Bondi Junction?’ He looked at me and said ‘lady you need a ticket!’  I said ‘where do I get a ticket?’  ‘He said just sit down lady as he gesticulated to me to be seated, turned out it was a prepay bus only but he let me travel for free☺️☺️.How was I supposed to know!
So if your life is dull head to Sydney for adventures with a difference!! Jokes aside I love just happens to be challenging me- until next time keep smiling😀😀

For the Love of Horses


As a small girl on a farm in Central Otago  I often wandered into the paddock and straight up to this enormous old  semi draft horse called Sass and I would reach up and pat her (or him) on the nose! Sass had the very dignified name of Sassanoff which I believe was Persian in origin.  There was a pony called Pride in the paddock too, and from time to time my parents saddled her up and we all rode around. This photo from my first ever photo album shows my fear – well I’m hanging on to my big brother very tightly!  I rode again  as a teenager in North Canterbury where I bit the gravel road quite hard and later I rode a horse alongside the picturesque Hawkesbury River in NSW. But I never really learnt to ride properly;  the truth is I am scared of horses! Funny really as I am fascinated by them and think they are majestic creatures and highly  intelligent. Now as a grandmother I find myself intrigued with the wild horses in New  Zealand.


The Aupori Forest  Horses

SOME FORTY YEARS ago wild horses roamed in their thousands across the central North Island, from Aupouri and 90 Mile Beach in the north to Karioi, a location on the Central Plateau. The Aupouri’s famous wild horses,  are descended from animals believed to have been brought to New Zealand in the 1800s.


If you are lucky enough to see wild horses roaming the sand dunes of 90 mile beach you’ll never forget just how raw and beautiful this coast line truly is and seeing the  horses would be an added bonus. A local pilot (Salt Air) said they see herds that live around the Aupouri Pine Forest from their scenic flights from time to time, now that would be special.  It’s estimated that the herd consists of over 300 horses so it’s not uncommon to spot one if you’re in the right place at the right time.These horses have been living wild for over 100 years. Human hands have never touched most of them. Originally the horses escaped from farmers paddocks, but have since bred amongst themselves to form their own individual breed. Apart from the wild horses the entire region of Aupouri Peninsula heading up to Cape Reinga is a remote and beautiful area and simply quite stunning to view from the air or land.  In more recent years their numbers were decimated by amateur hunters who slaughtered them for sport, by rodeo and other domestic users, by the shrinking of their range due to encroaching farmland and forestry, and by natural attrition. I haven’t been able to ascertain current numbers. It would seem no one really controls and cares for the Northland wild horses, I hope I am wrong.

Below is the source of the official report on the far north feral horses for those who wish to do further research.

The Kaimanawa Horses 

Many of you will have seen this huge billboard on the Desert Road. It is possible to do a public trip, check the website.  From Auckland it is about 4 hours to drive to Waiouru;  however you must pre book in order to visit the Kaimanawa’sand there are only a few public  trips annually.  The Kaimanawa’s have their own unique story.  In 1979 their numbers were down to an estimated 174 and their range was constricted to approximately 50,000 hectares that constituted the NZ Army’s training ground in the region of the Moawhango River headwaters, near Waiouru, and some adjoining land in the north, east and south. They had de facto protection from the Army as a result of restricted public access to the military area; indeed it is clear that they preferred to take their chances with artillery practices rather than with the general public and its’ amateur gunslingers. But some poaching continued even on Army land, and does so to this day; well so I  read.


I have been out to photograph the Kaimanawa horses three times now, once in winter and twice in summer. The winter trip was my favourite despite the sub-zero temperatures and early morning start!  A lot of snow on the very high country  proved great fun and the scenery was spectacular. I love this snow tussock drooping  under the  weight of winter. Don’t tell anyone but the Army escort vehicle got stuck in a snow drift  and we ‘girls’ had to push them out to the amusement of all but the driver!!

On a recent trip we were guests of Tommy Waara from Raetihi. To me Tommy is the ultimate horse whisperer. He had bought two stallions, now geldings, and within months he was riding them and they were obeying commands etc. “Te One” in particular was docile to the extent he told him to lie down and stay and ‘Te One’ did and he walked off leaving the horse, returning later  he climbed on his back and the horse stood up. Tommy told us he just sat and talked to his two horses for three weeks initially, before training and now they are eating out of his hand!

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 A very handsome Kaimanawa stallion.


In 1981, facing almost certain extinction, the horses were declared protected animals. The main region for wild horses these days, the centre of the North Island. The area the horses inhabit in the central North Island is known generally as “the Desert Road” and it rouses strong feelings of like or dislike. For people who prefer routinely lush scenes of bush and lake, or the undulating green tidiness of pasture, the Desert Road is arid, colourless and vaguely menacing. You can apply to buy a horse  email check requirements at Kaimanawa Horses. 


Mt Ruapehue

 An ‘outhouse’ for musterers with a million dollar view. 




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If you really love horses check out Kelly Wilson’s new book For the Love of Horses – a great gift for anyone who rides, teenage girls will love this. 9781775536765