
Pure New Zealand
A six-foot roller breaks, heavy enough to knock a man over, a slab…The undertoe sucks you over the top and body slams you, hard…
Pounding you into the sand, breathless vertigo, a white wash…
Dragging head over heals, board broken, a prayer…
The riptide carries you out, helpless, desparate, and alone…
- Sam Duregger (traveler, writer, learner, surfer)















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Awesome! My husband led a couple of summer missions trips in Kiwi-Land. I’ve always been a tad jealous.
Oh New Zealand, they have good mountains. Actually, they have good everything. Maury = Jealous.
Sam…yes I will live vicariously through you…as soon as I get back from Utah. Then when you get back to fun school work you can look back on my photos and live vicariously through me as well. ;P The race is on…I’m sending in queries for my Utah article…I hope to have 2 articles published before you can get your second.
Love you,
Have fun.
-Yer lil’ sis
NZOB