"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Taking My Bearings

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Photograph taken by my son in Bluff, as he showed me some of New Zealand’s great beauty. I also took a picture of this landmark signpost – but to my chagrin, his was much better!

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4 responses

  1. Toffeeapple

    So many choices, which will you choose?

    March 23, 2012 at 8:24 pm

    • What the picture doesn’t show was the sign pointing to Antarctica – the next great land-mass..

      But I had arrived holding a return ticket from Cochin!

      March 23, 2012 at 8:36 pm

  2. Would love to see your son’s photo. I am very drawn to desolate, out of the way places – have been dreaming about Antarctica (and other such distant places) all my life. If I saw a sign pointing toward it, I think I might know that it is really there, and not just in my imagination. 15,000 km from NY! that is far away for me.

    March 24, 2012 at 3:10 am

    • The one I posted is my son’s picture. The one I took has been binned!

      “Desolate, out of the way places” certainly have a strong pull to them – I think because, after the initial buzz of wonder, they throw us back into our own physical, mental and spiritual resources. But the chill of Antarctica would beat me. I pack a ridiculous number of clothes and shawls even to visit the Indian hill stations.

      Though now I can quote my beautiful daughter-in-law: “There’s no such thing as bad weather – just inappropriate clothing!”

      March 24, 2012 at 7:26 am

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