Far from the madding or the maddening crowd and even further from the nearest set of traffic lights a hundred and eighty kilometres away,The Flying Tortoise wakes to another beautiful sunrise at one of the most wonderful places on the planet.
There are shellfish to be collected when the tide is low and fish to be caught whenever.
Freedom. Who could wish for anything more.
I think simplicity is the key to happiness but what would I know...
























Relatively new to motorhoming and freedom camping but well experienced in life, Lyndsay and Bruce arrived at this remote beach in New Zealand's Far North and as TFT was the only other vehicle here, asked me if it was safe.