Driving the craziest road yet, Queen Charlotte Drive coming into the Picton ferry terminal. The only photo that does it justice is the map. And the map doesn't lie. High five, still alive.
The closest he's come to scaling a cliff -- getting pushed up a particularly steep path to the Dominion Observatory in Wellington.
Shortly thereafter, lollygagging around the muzzle of the Krupp Gun. Knowing the potential wrath of Gramma, this is likely a riskier activity for Emmett's dad. It's okay, Gramma, he's wearing protective eye wear.
And the riskiest activity yet, introducing Emmett to New Zealand's national sport. Here he is with his mom in his first-ever scrum on the rugby pitch at Hari Hari. Perhaps Grandpa can teach Emmett the safe way to play rugby. If that exists.
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