- From the diary and works of Dave Osmers
Dave osmers was a southern-born, Christchurch raised mountaineer, who shepherded and hunted across the great body of land known as Southern New Zealand (Te Waka a Māui). He also happens to be my grandfather.
Over his many years among the mountains, Dave's passion for photography took the shape of what is now one of the most comprehensive collections (and recollections) of Old Time New Zealand.
"So I changed clothing, saddled a fresh horse...
tied on the swag and set off on a journey of another two hours ride. I arrived close on nine o’clock that night, and as it was still raining hard, my last lot of dry clothes were clinging wet."
"Late that afternoon ...
we had the sheep down the creek, but unable to travel over the highbluff with so many frozen parts. Only one way out – keep crossing the creek or follow the creek between the steep sides. At first it worked well, but when a sheep soaking wet touched the rockface, it froze to it instantly..."
"Noel’s smoking his pipe it has no flavour
What is the cause of this behaviour.
One eye on the ceiling and one on the wall,
He lies there waiting for blowflies to fall
Gently blows smoke from out of his briar
Doug pokes out his head and says, “Cripes he’s on fire".”
Feel free to explore the journey.
I've made up a series of chapters to share, in the spirit of the book Dave was writing when he passed.
I hope they can share with you some of the glimpses I had of this life as a young boy, and impress our need to preserve this beautiful land of Aotearoa, which has undergone so many changes so quickly.
Frostbite (coming soon)
(arriving in April)
(set for September)