tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post8774332253848721124..comments2023-08-22T21:11:59.355+12:00Comments on pohanginapete: The Hermit Marshespohanginapetehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-19180062201287195282015-06-05T07:02:09.881+12:002015-06-05T07:02:09.881+12:00Avus, thank you. In my travels I've sometimes ...Avus, thank you. In my travels I've sometimes met people travelling by bike (the usual term is 'cycle tourists' but calling them tourists doesn't seem right). Most of them have been inspirational, but the thought of having to look after a bike and in places negotiate some awful traffic has put me off seriously considering it myself. But maybe the freedom it confers in other ways pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-3632038743085248922015-06-04T04:09:26.032+12:002015-06-04T04:09:26.032+12:00"wrinklezinc water" - I have never heard..."wrinklezinc water" - I have never heard that phrase before, Pete, but it is a perfect description.<br /><br />"Non-productive" travel - that's why I motorcycle (and, increasingly, cycle). One just goes with the flow in thoughts and actions.Avushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16512540148378201058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-28373130317584465312015-06-03T15:29:56.547+12:002015-06-03T15:29:56.547+12:00Kia ora Robb. I have to believe these places still...Kia ora Robb. I have to believe these places still exist. The hermits must surely exist, too, but I'm less certain whether the two still coincide.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14677243.post-26988575184250865332015-06-02T19:03:18.306+12:002015-06-02T19:03:18.306+12:00Kia ora Pete,
I love the thought of drinking the...Kia ora Pete,<br /> I love the thought of drinking the tea out of the well stained cups that in themselves tell a story. One of the reasons I carry my old battered tin cup into the hills. I hope those places are still there for you e hoa, or simply the possibility of them. Edward Abbey wrote much the same in regards to wilderness and the reality that most people would never see it anyway. It Ruahineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398484733805119294noreply@blogger.com