Wassup wit Bush Walks?

When I was young my sister and I would roam the local bush between Otaika and Morningside in Whangarei. Making huts (albeit badly), tying grass across tracks (mantraps) to trip people up, and generally having adventures. Good times.

Today while Mum and bubba were out I packed my backpack and the kids (6 and 4) and I went for an adventure in my old stomping ground.

Backpack...check! Teddies...check!

On our way...

Brief history lesson...

...then off into the bush.

I had brought 3 plastic shopping bags to collect pine cones as we roamed through the bush. As we filled each one we would stash it beside the track cunningly camouflaged under brush and leaves. Miss 6 came up with the idea of leaving a sign in the middle of the track so we would know where to find them on the way back...so smart...so proud :)

The first of many...

We left the safety of the path and went bush! "Come on kids, follow me!" Sure...Dad must know where he is going :)

Look Dad we found a hut!

We may have been scratched and tired but on our adventure we found huts, nests and learned all about 'cutty grass'. We ate our snacks of homemade cookies (thanks Grandma and Miss 6 for making them), apples, almonds, chippies and carrots.

Are we lost Dad?

Never fear faithful children Daddy has a sense of direction honed over many years of...yeah we're lost :(

Oh well...charge! If in doubt straight line it to the sound of traffic. Yay! Back on the path and off to pick up our shash of pine cones.

3 bags full! One for the...nah all 3 for next years fire starters :)

With myself loaded up like a pack mule we walked the long way back home, via the 'lolly shop' and had nice cool ice-blocks.

Very proud of my brave, strong and very fit kids! Looking forward to our next adventure!