The Fluid Druid

If you’ve read The Return of the Mullet Hunter, then you’ll remember that towards the end of my mullet-hunting adventures in New Zealand I visited Mullet Bay (right), near Invercargill at the south end of the South Island.

I stayed in a hostel in the city, and when I left in the morning I realised I’d been sharing a dorm with what appeared to be a Gandalf lookalike. However, we exchanged only a few words as I headed off, beginning my long journey north back to Wellington.

I’d often wondered abo...