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Adventure Magazine October 2019

Adventure Magazine is an active lifestyle magazine focused on action, adventure, and travel -a magazine and community dedicated to inspiring people to live fuller, more rewarding lives by participating in the world outside. Like our by-line says: ‘Where Actions speak louder than words’ You are not subscribing to a magazine you are joining a lifestyle!

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Country:
New Zealand
Language:
English
Publisher:
Pacific Media Ltd
Frequency:
Bimonthly
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6 Issues

in this issue

2 min
the arena

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those…

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6 min
wild camping

I recently have been asked a few times about my wild camping experiences and well simply - why do I do it? Which brings me to the notion - why we do escape to isolated areas and pitch our tents in sometimes unfavourable/ unplanned conditions? I guess it's one of those things, if you know why you do it... you know. The saying goes ‘No risk, no reward’. The experience of wild camping brings with it some risk, for you are looking to camp in exposed locations the majority of the time and the conditions can change very quickly. Speaking from experience, with some incredible moments and experiences wild camping, but also, some very unfavourable ones. One time I was camping at the foot of Mt Chaos in MT Aspiring National…

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9 min
kiwis crossing the khumbu

We had nowhere to go. As darkness began to descend and the high altitude freeze tightened its grip, our trekking group surveyed the Gokyo Glacier before us. We were somewhere between Renjo La and Cho La, two mountain passes in the Khumbu Valley, Nepal, somewhere west of Everest Base Camp. We had crossed 90 per cent of the glacier, but large bodies of freezing water and impassable walls of ice blocked the final leg to the other side. We trudged far and wide, searching for a way through, always returning to the same spot. We were getting desperate. A member of our quartet, perhaps delirious with fatigue, made the laughable suggestion that we throw huge boulders into one of the lakes to allow us to step-stone across. "Damn you, global warming!" cried Andy,…

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15 min
hunted by a seal

I spend my time these days between my home in Coromandel and work in Auckland. It’s a lovely balance and while I am in Auckland, I live on an old kauri motor sailor in Westhaven Marina for 2 or 3 days a week. I do look forward to getting home to Coromandel on a Thursday night but also enjoy my weekly time on the boat. It may be surprising to some that Westhaven is the largest marina in the Southern Hemisphere and is home to over 2,000 boats. During the day it can be a hive of activity but very few people stay in the Marina and it gradually becomes a quiet and tranquil place in the evening and stays that way through the night and into the early morning. The…

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3 min
the ''joy'' of camping

I have my theories about this, but I think that much of the blame may be placed at the door of many teenage school and Scouts type camps. Do you remember those camps? I still do, and I still like camping, but can certainly relate to people whom those camps left scarred for life (mentally scarred that is!) What Was Wrong With Those Camps and That Style of Camping? There was plenty that we endured on those camps that were less than positive. Tents: Tents were often old-style canvas or early nylon tents – often without tent flys. This lack of a tent fly meant they leaked. As School camps generally took place during mid to late spring, when it can rain a great deal, clothing and sleeping bags often got damp…

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10 min
the last frontier

The East Coast of the North Island is a remote, relatively untracked, and infrequently visited area except for the multitude of hunters who jealously guard their access and favourite spots. It is bounded to the west by Te Urewera (formerly national park), and to the North by the Raukumaras all the way up to Mount Hikurangi near the East Cape. Home to Tuhoe and Ngati Porou, the ‘coast’ runs on its on schedule and under its own set of rules. The respective areas of bush form the largest unbroken tract of native forest in the North Island. Access to Te Urewera is limited to (roughly) Lake Waikaremoana on the East side, or through the Whirinaki forest to the North West. The remoteness of this area has left it feeling a bit…

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