Wellington is a city of hills. Many, many hills. These hills and the wind are the defining features of our capital city and, while other people may complain about them, I’m quite fond of both. The hills are a way of locating yourself, both in the city itself and the wider region. For me, this is almost more than physical, a way of knowing I’m home. The hills are also immensely pretty.
To explore these hills a bit more (and to make sure I got out of the house and appreciated the ridiculous summery weather we’re having), I challenged myself to conquer all twelve peaks listed on the Wellington City Council’s peak bragging website before I went back to work on January 8. Continue reading