• 2/3/23
  • WORDS BY Aaron Gomez
  • PHOTOS BY Oscar Hetherington

Farewell to Aotearoa

It was all a dream...

The whisper of the bitter cold wind stays ringing in our ears. It plays like a song as it takes us back to the majestic rolling hills and raw nature of the South Island. The memories of cold empty campsites, and the search for waves from the view of a bush plane will be forever engraved in our minds. As is the nature of all good songs, they must come to an end. This is a goodbye for now, until we meet again. Chur!