
Ross’ Ramblings: Boats and Things – Part 1
I guess, considering my bloodline and my early childhood experiences with boats, water craft of all kinds were always going to play an important role in my life.
I guess, considering my bloodline and my early childhood experiences with boats, water craft of all kinds were always going to play an important role in my life.
There’s an election coming up so I elected to write about it, with a focus on the slogans we are fed on the myriad billboards that are colourfully decorating our roadsides.
Two days later, seven orca, possibly from the same pod, made their way up Whitianga Estuary
My oldest memory of a significant shark encounter was at the Bay of Islands 60 odd years ago. My mum and I were swimming 50 metres off the beach. I was getting cold so I went in. Suddenly I saw a large fin and tail tip skimming the surface 20 metres from me and between my mum and the beach. As calmly as I could I called out, “Mum, you had better come in. There’s a shark
Seven of us chipped in and bought an old Ford Transit van with a few mattresses in the back and off we went, all happy to leave the perpetual greyness of England.
I guess, considering my bloodline and my early childhood experiences with boats, water craft of all kinds were always going to play an important role in my life.
There’s an election coming up so I elected to write about it, with a focus on the slogans we are fed on the myriad billboards that are colourfully decorating our roadsides.
Two days later, seven orca, possibly from the same pod, made their way up Whitianga Estuary
My oldest memory of a significant shark encounter was at the Bay of Islands 60 odd years ago. My mum and I were swimming 50 metres off the beach. I was getting cold so I went in. Suddenly I saw a large fin and tail tip skimming the surface 20 metres from me and between my mum and the beach. As calmly as I could I called out, “Mum, you had better come in. There’s a shark
Seven of us chipped in and bought an old Ford Transit van with a few mattresses in the back and off we went, all happy to leave the perpetual greyness of England.