Te Rohe Potae ( Rim of the Hat), the Maori name for the King Country, the rugged area of New Zealand where I was born and raised, stunning scenery with a hint of isolation not found in many other places.I grew up on a sheep and cattle farm right at the end of a winding, steep valley, back in the 1950`s country roads were mainly metal and narrow. To reach Te Maire valley there was a high bluff to cross, ie skinny road with imposing wall of huge rocks on one side and a very long drop down to the Wanganui river on the other. Many a time families in the area were blocked in by falls of rock, sometimes for days. Just before another bluff ,we crossed over the river using the only bridge for miles, and wandered our way home - sometimes dodging stray animals, not always successfully !! My mother hit a horse once, wrote off the Vanguard ( car) which was a heavy vehicle and the horse had to be put down - no damage to any humans ..
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