The course of true love never did run smooth, even in the chookhouse. A marine biologist once told me I had committed the gentle sin of...

About a year after coming to Oceanspirit, I finally got my ducks in a row: Donald, Dorothy and Delia Duck. Muscovy ducks, they were...

I still call it the Big Storm. It threw deck chairs into the tussock as I pulled on my jacket and ran to feed the chooks. As I passed the...

In my career as a yachting journalist, I’ve routinely used terms such as ‘tacking for the lay’, ‘bear-away set’ and ‘finite element...

“The South Island is calling me back.” I’d been saying it for 15 years. Late at night in my Auckland apartment, I’d go online and Google:...

If only the best moments of my life took as long as those agonising seconds to roll into the ditch. I had plenty of time to put my foot...

The ewe had been walking around for three hours with the nose, eyes and sometimes the tongue of a lamb poking out her tail end. It was...

I love it when you torque dirty There’s a quaint notion that people leave the city in search of a quiet lifestyle block in the country. A...

The Massey Ferguson 135 which stars in this story is now for sale, looking for new meadows to mow. She's a beauty! We pulled the...