Uncle

When my wife Genna and I rode our horses around New Zealand (Down, Across & Up) we met a real force of nature… a man who only wanted to be known as Uncle.

He was our guardian angel on the trek and a great friend. Throughout the trek he would either call or show up unexpectedly. His advice was always sound and his laughter was infectious.

Uncle shared our love for life and horses (especially pacers).

We kept in touch with him after the trek and we are proud to have called him our friend. Sadly, yesterday morning Uncle passed away. The world lost a great man. RIP Uncle, we love you.

Uncle

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