One cause. Countless reasons to keep walking.
Cancer has touched my whānau very personally. I’m walking Te Araroa from Cape Reinga to Bluff—3,000 kilometres, one day at a time—to honour them and every Kiwi family walking the same road.
Ngā mihi nui—thank you for walking alongside me.
Spent the night listening to moreporks. I could hear them calling long after the hut went quiet.
Someone left homemade muffins at the trail shelter. That kindness carried me through the last wet kilometres.
The rain finally stopped. The views today were worth every blister and every soaked sock.
A family walked beside me and shared their own cancer journey. I carried their story all day.
Slow going through the mud, but a bright patch of daffodils beside the road felt like a sign to keep moving.
21 km walked today
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Cancer has touched my whānau very personally. Over the last two years, both my koro and my auntie have faced cancer. I wanted to do something difficult enough to honour them and everyone walking that same road.
I'm walking Te Araroa from Cape Reinga to Bluff — 3,000 kilometres, one day at a time. Along the way, I hope to whakapiki mōhiotanga awareness of how deeply cancer affects Kiwi families, and encourage people to support the Cancer Society.
Every evening I update this website from my phone with where I've been, where I'm heading next, and a little story from the day. I read every message while I update the site, and it's something I genuinely look forward to.
Ngā mihi nui — thank you for walking alongside me.
Spent the night listening to moreporks. I could hear them calling long after the hut went quiet.
Someone left homemade muffins at the trail shelter. That kindness carried me through the last wet kilometres.
The rain finally stopped. The views today were worth every blister and every soaked sock.
A family walked beside me and shared their own cancer journey. I carried their story all day.
Slow going through the mud, but a bright patch of daffodils beside the road felt like a sign to keep moving.
Tomorrow starts here.
Muddy boots. Another day closer to Bluff.