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From a young age I have followed my dad on his hīkoi looking after Tuna here at Waikaremōana. He talked to me of his concern of the power station at Piripāua and how this used to be a natural route for the elvers to take to reach the upper lakes. But with the structure there it found that the elvers were getting cut up by the rotating machines...

If your house could talk, what would she tell you? Would she talk of the origins of the timbers which became the posts of the house? Would she tell you the many hands that built her? Would she talk of the design process of her birth? Tonight I attended the Wellington premiere of ‘Ever the Land’ as part of the New Zealand International...