Audley Archive

During the two years that I lived in New Zealand, spring was my favourite season. Clear, crisp days with the sun shimmering off the remaining snow on the mountain peaks, and a landscape revived by the snow-melt: burgeoning rivers, deep green hillsides and birds, plants and people alike shedding their winter shells and stretching their limbs for the months ahead. Even a cold winter doesn’t stop the Kiwis enjoying their beautiful outdoors, but spring brings renewed energy and a feeling that, perhaps, it’s just about warm enough to head back to the water for a surf or to disappear into the wilderness for some off-the-beaten-track walking.