At the beginning of 2014, my brother helped me to build my first gaming PC. I wanted it to play one specific game — Tribes: Ascend. It was an FPS with a difference. You got to zoom around at high speeds, jetting or skiing, whilst playing capture the flag, a favourite game of my childhood. Soon I was good, better than good. I could capture any flag! In April, I became aware of another player called TheMagicStrudel after he continuously thwarted my capping attempts by chasing me down, killing my character, and returning his team's flags. After that first game, I noticed him in more and more, always on the other team, always winning. I realized after a while he was following me around servers because he liked the challenge I posed! In August, a friend of mine invited me to a 'clan' he was making in Tribes, an exclusive team that would practice and try to rise through the ranks together. I loved the idea. The first meeting was set for the 6th on a private server. Well after a little while, who would join but none other than TheMagicStrudel. Assuming he'd followed me into a server again, I smugly typed "Hey, Strudel, this is a private server for the clan ONLY." ... "I was invited." Shock. Horror! Not this guy! I was too shy to join that first Skype call the rest of the team had. I gave a bogus excuse that my mic was broken. Two days later, the 8th, I realized I was missing out. I joined the call. Any displeasure I'd felt about Strudel being on the same team as me washed away near instantaneously. He was hilarious, good-natured, kind, and interesting. He was so cool that I let the fact that after two hours of hearing my voice and seeing my skype photo, "Wait, you're a girl?!" Thanks, honey. We made the ultimate duo in the game — I a capper faster than light, he a retriever who could predict any move by the opposition. When our friends would disconnect for the night due to school or work, we'd keep on playing, keep on talking. Every day since. The rest is history.
There is something very special about a passion that is introduced by one person to another which becomes a shared love. For us, this passion would be nature. Adam had gone hiking and camping many, many times in his life, well before he had ever even met me. There was something so very soothing and peaceful about being surrounded by trees and bird call — smelling the coming rain, or the damp soil if the rain had already come. For me, on the other hand, hiking and camping were some vague activities that other people did, not me. I liked the idea of going camping, but I just didn't ever go. When Adam moved to New Zealand in 2017, I wasn't the least bit surprised that we ended up planning to go camping as soon as the weather was nice and I could get time off of work. But where to go? Kaitoke Regional Park, where we had already gone on short day walks before, was just twenty minutes drive from home. Sounds pretty perfect to a first time camper who normally sits in front of a computer all day. If you hadn't figured it out already, we had a blast, and I really enjoy camping now, and am keen to get into hiking sooner rather than later. We keep going back to Kaitoke. It's like a safe space. Real life can be real stressful, but pitching a tent, either in the pouring rain or in the blaring sun, sitting back and sipping on cider, reading a book, or painting, whilst we can hear the river just twenty meters away flowing wildly, and all the different birds calling... Having chilli dogs or burgers, grilled with love... Man... I don't even understand how someone could not like the sound of that.