Still buzzing from D'Urville airstrip, I smile wide enough to catch Matt's attention, "You liked that?" "I loved it" I replied.
A clear morning and light frost greeted us as we untied WAX. Apart from some scattered cloud over central north island, the coast was clear with nil weather forcast for...
Relaxed now, I marveled at how rapidly the scenery changed. Snow cloaked mountains and ridges, rapidly disappeared behind with every northbound mile. The bush-clad west coast turned our vista green.
There I was, above familiar territory and enjoying the view. My Flyinn guide had relaxed now we were on our way.
Lined up on the airstrip, I worked through the check list one more time. Certainty settled in me.