Well another weekend ripped by with two 30 degree days. Took the boys out for runs on both days, had a yum lunch in at the long lost SOL Square and revelled in watching the cheating Australians get tipped up by the Black Caps last night. Marvellous stuff.
However, not so good to turn up to work today and hear of the death of a colleague, drowned in the Rakaia River mouth on Friday in a fishing accident. He was a genuine man of the land, like me someone lucky enough to be able to combine his career with his passion for the outdoors.
People say sometimes at least they were doing something they loved. But at only 58 years and with so many things to achieve, well words don't really say it.
However out of such events it serves to remind how important it is to keep living life and following your passions. We are supremely lucky in NZ that if you are into the outdoors everything is only just up the road, whether it be mountains, lakes, rivers, whatever.
A couple of weeks ago I watched an amazing movie that double underlines all this called "Into The Wild." Its a true story with a sad finish but an inspirational message. As my good mate Wazza alluded to recently, if theres a story that sums up how my fabric, nature and motivations are driven by Aotearoa's incredible backyard, then its that amazing tale, although it has to be said the personal motivations of Mr McCandless were extreme, selfish and wrong in regards to his notion of family- not something I'd respect in a person at all.
So, without being preachy folks, don't forget to follow your passions and keep on rocking.
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