and after the arrival of relatives

Mom and Pop Beaver (aka Tom and Laura) when the five of us went to Akaroa. The fateful town where my motorcycle interacted with an SUV many months ago.

Christmas on the beach. Very strange.

Some shots of flowers in our garden or I should say Charisa's garden. I just do the lawn.


This is the lovely little caravan, circa 1970, we rented and towed around the South Island with Charisa's parents. The Toyota Hilux Surf (aka 4Runner in the States) was borrowed from our good buddy Adam. We are stopped on the way up to Arthur's Pass. A road not recommended for towing caravans.

Nothing to do with Christmas or relatives. Just Henry with some giant part of a cow's leg. He likes these. I swear he is going to tip over with one in his mouth.

Pop Beaver doing what he does. Fish.

Here is the crew. Mom and Pop Beaver with us, Henry, and my sis Teresa.

Mom attempting infrared through the lens cap photography. Unsuccessfully I might add. Also in Akaroa.

Sis Teresa and I in Kaikoura, reached via a motorcycle of course. The two of us hopped on my bike for an overnight trip to Kaikoura. The next day we went to Hanmer Springs and soaked our sore butts in the hot springs and then headed back to Christchurch, where our butts were sore again.

Between Kaikoura and Hanmer Springs. Don't you love the figure enhancing motorcycle outerwear?

Long live the Power Rangers!!

Aww the roads are so lovely.

My sister is lovely as well.

And New Years in downtown Christchurch...