Justine Tyerman’s wings have been severely clipped . . . but she doesn’t care, as long as she can still fly to Sydney.
My friend and I were puffing up a steep hill in drizzly rain and mist, perfo...
Gisborne has what the rest of the world has lost . . . or is looking for, writes Justine Tyerman. Freedom, safety, peace, good health, natural beauty, quality of life and an awareness among the p...
A cruise was off the radar this year, for obvious reasons . . . but we still went cruising anyway. What’s more, on this voyage we could determine our own ports of call and my husband Chris helmed the ...
Justine Tyerman marvels at the engineering involved in constructing the Lake Dunstan Cycle Trail . . . and sneaks a ride.
Driving a large motorhome from Cromwell to Clyde the other day was an un...
Justine Tyerman silences her inner wuss and soldiers on . . .
Ranger Robbie measures the wind at the top of the Kepler Track based on the reports of traumatised trampers as they stumble into the...
Justine Tyerman spends time in Paradise . . .
Pluto, Nox, Amphion, Chaos, Poseidon, Cosmos . . . I was puzzled why mountains deep in Mt Aspiring National Park were named after Greek gods. What’s...
Justine Tyerman finds herself looking forward to visiting the loo . . .
Despite my green tendencies, I’ve never been a fan of composting toilets . . . but a recent visit to the loo at Glenorchy c...
Justine Tyerman writes of her ‘conversion’ on the Routeburn Track . . . a few years ago.
I grizzled for months about the prospect of tramping the Routeburn Track the hard way — lugging a hefty p...
‘Intrepid’ traveller Mary Dods disappears from Gizzy on a regular basis to travel to foreign lands, the more foreign the better . . . well, she used to, before C-19 came along. She talks to Justi...
Justine Tyerman meets a collection of rare, hermit-like creatures who inhabit the Department of Conservation rangers’ huts on New Zealand’s Great Walks . .
On the Milford Track, the Conservatio...