Category Archives: Classic stuff

Stating the obvious?

You might think so, but the sign addresses the idiots who’d think nothing of slinging a line into the Salt Water pool (in the immediate foreground) at Port Motueka. Otherwise, it’s a pretty long cast…. Advertisements

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Somewhere….

…up the Motueka valley, there’s a one-lane bridge without signage. Or there’s signage without a one-lane bridge. Probably the former. This turned up on the sandspit at Motueka beach. Shame to leave it lying around….

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Moving house….

Literally. This Art Deco villa used to live in Nelson. As the Nelson Mail writes in its usual illiterate manner: “The 1940s art deco house on Nelson’s Shelbourne St near Nelson cathedral, has been cut in half, ready to make … Continue reading

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Their trucks are pretty dodgy, too…

(Very) basic infrastructure in the Moutere.

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No stone: Tropical cyclone Fehi

Tropical cyclone Fehi came ripping through here last week. Not much rain – 20mm in a couple of hours – but massive northerlies coupled with 8 metre swells and a king tide. Which meant that instead of a 4.3m high … Continue reading

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Making tracks….

In more senses than one…. We’ve had 80ml of rain just this week and close to 250ml so far this month. To say it’s a tad soggy underfoot wouldn’t be an exaggeration. The cases of trench-foot in the region are … Continue reading

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Dear Tasman District Council…

I waited for a good 20 minutes but no people were oncoming. I know that I probably broke some by-law by proceeding, but it was chucking it down like a cow p1ssing on a flat rock, so I pretended that … Continue reading

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