Family trip to QE2 park in Christchurch some time in the 1980’s.
My first experience driving a go kart. Unfortunately my feet couldn't touch the pedals so Dad needed to ride with me!
Vroom! My very own jeep 
Pity they didn't let me take it home.
My brother Scott hooning around in a go kart.
Sweet! Now I could dig some REALLY big holes!
Family trip to Orana Park in Christchurch some time in the 1980’s.
The lions. You used to be able to drive in to the lion area during feeding time and the lions would walk around your car. Apparently they've stopped it these days due to safety concerns 
My brother Scott trying to feed a giraffe a piece of stick.
The neighbours gave my Dad permission to “trim some branches” from their pine tree while they were away for the day. My Dad took a rather liberal understanding of the term “trim”!
Pruning begins ...
going ...
going ...
GONE!
This was the last time I went fishing. As you can see, the last time I went fishing was quite successful I think I got about 10 fish in total. Unfortunately the adults at all of my fish, I never got to have any
This is a good lesson in why not to trust your elders! Dad and I saw this avalanche above the Hermitage at Mount Cook so we decided to go climb up on it and take some photos. Dad picked me up and dumped me on top of this giant snow ball. I said “Dad, I don’t think this thing is stable, if it rolls over I’m going to die”, to which he responded “don’t be stupid, this avalanche has been here for months and there is no way that thing is going to fall over”. Once I got off, I gave it a shove and it proceeded to roll about 200 m down the hill!!!
