Campfire Tales

Campfire Tales

Sacred Island The aged boat slid through the water and gently nosed out into the harbour. She was a well-loved and open sixteen-footer with mainsail and jib. A gentle breeze tickled her sail as she began to slip along and out in the middle there were fierce gusts filling sails and pushing other vessels towards Rangitoto. With six of us crammed in there amongst our … Continue reading Campfire Tales