Wild Pork and Watercress (Collected Stories Book 5)

by Barry Crump

‘If you try to break off every twig and fern that gets in your way,’ said Uncle Hec one day without looking round, ‘you’ll be worn away long before you’ve made any impression on the Urewera.’

You walk lighter on the land when you like the land you walk on, and you can see your way through a tangle of vines or a heap of rocks or a tricky river before you even reach them. Distance becomes a different thing, too. And time. It alters your pace, to do it right.