On a sandy beach, just south of Ōamaru, is a collection of perfectly round boulders – some smooth-skinned, others fractured along veins of quartz, some eroded away to piles of rubble. Read the story . . .
The most obviously dubious aspect of Doubtful Sound is its name, because as everyone knows, it’s actually a fiord, carved from the mountains by the action of a glacier long since gone the way of a Fruju in high summer. Read the story . . .