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  • Chasing monsters

    Chasing monsters

    The immortal goldfish is no laughing matter. LIKE HEDGEHOGS, GOLDFISH (CARASSIUS AURATUS) WERE FORTUNATE ENOUGH TO EVOLVE INTO SOMETHING HUMANS FIND CUTE. THEY ARE NOT CUTE. THEY ARE TERRIFYING. YOU JUST DON’T KNOW THIS BECAUSE YOU’VE NEVER SEEN ONE OUTSIDE OF A TANK. Don’t let the glowing skin, big eyes and graceful tails fool you;…

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  • BATTLETRUCK!

    BATTLETRUCK!

    Laura Williamson revisits a post-apocalyptic action classic, filmed in her ‘hood. IT’S AFTER THE OIL WARS. AMERICA IS A RADIOACTIVE AFTERTHOUGHT WHERE MARAUDING BANDITS STALK THE COUNTRYSIDE ON THE HUNT FOR PETROL, AND WOMEN. THE RADIO CRACKLES IN THE BACKGROUND, A LITANY OF BAD NEWS: “GASOLINE ALL BUT UNATTAINABLE”, “FOOD RIOTS”, “OIL FIELDS IN ARABIA…

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  • Decisions, decisions

    Decisions, decisions

    Your whisky awaits you at the Bad Decision Shelter. Sounds good to us. Ideas arise when mates are passing whisky around late at night in a mountain hut. Some can lead to bad decisions. This is the story of an alcohol-fuelled bad decision that is also a good idea. The bad decision belonged to Will…

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  • Fixed wings

    Fixed wings

    The team at Twenty24 are making history airworthy again. HAVE YOU HEARD HOW NASA ONCE SPENT MILLIONS OF DOLLARS DESIGNING A BALLPOINT PEN THAT WOULD WORK IN SPACE? THE SOVIETS JUST TOOK A PENCIL. The story’s probably apocryphal, but perhaps there’s some truth to it. Take a look at the fighter aircraft built by the…

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  • Clinkered and cramponed

    Clinkered and cramponed

    Lilian Familton’s audacious ascent of Mount Aspiring. “Day was now drawing to a close, the setting sun lit up the peaks in riotous colours of flaming crimson and gold. Purple shadows … all was peace” – Lilian Familton, New Zealand Alpine Journal Lilian Familton was wet. When she walked her boots squelched and it seemed…

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  • The 1964 guide to the coolest small-town ice rinks in Aotearoa

    The 1964 guide to the coolest small-town ice rinks in Aotearoa

    ICE SKATING HAS BEEN AROUND FOR A WHILE. IT PROBABLY DATES TO THE BRONZE AGE, WHEN SCANDINAVIANS AND RUSSIANS STRAPPED THE BONES OF ELK, REINDEER (SORRY, RUDOLF) AND OXEN TO THEIR FEET SO THEY COULD GLIDE ALONG FROZEN WATERWAYS. MACABRE, BUT EFFECTIVE. The Dutch improved things by replacing the bone with metal blades and, in…

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  • When the white gold’s running

    When the white gold’s running

    Little fish, little fish, swimming in the water. It’s dawn on a small stream near Haast. The stream can’t be named, the river it leads us to can’t be named. It’s all very mysterious, for reasons that may soon become slightly less murky. A highlighter-yellow kayak, nose jammed into the muddy shore, tail bobbing softly…

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  • To turn is to admit defeat

    To turn is to admit defeat

    Fast times and straight lines with Aotearoa’s top speed skiers. SIX NEW ZEALAND ATHLETES COMPETED AT THE 1992 WINTER OLYMPICS IN ALBERTVILLE. ONE, ANNELISE COBERGER, WON SILVER IN SLALOM, THE COUNTRY’S FIRST MEDAL AT A WINTER OLYMPICS, AND ONE OF ONLY THREE WE’VE WON TO THIS DAY. BUT THERE WAS ANOTHER CONTINGENT OF ATHLETES FROM…

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  • YAMI time

    YAMI time

    So you want to be a rock’n’roll star? IT STARTED A DECADE AGO AS A SERIES OF WORKSHOPS FOR SMOKEFREEROCKQUEST HOPEFULS. TODAY IT’S ONE OF THE MOST COMPREHENSIVE LEARNING OPPORTUNITIES FOR KIWIS WANTING TO MAKE THEIR LIVES IN THE MUSIC INDUSTRY. AND IT TAKES PLACE, OF ALL PLACES, IN WĀNAKA. The YAMI SouNZ Summit got…

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