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I’m now an octogenarian.  This is the story of my journey, starting as a small child living with my grandparents at the Pencarrow lighthouse in NZ during the war years. I became a freezing worker, a hill country shepherd, a land development field officer, and a high country farmer.

In 1979 I took my family to Fiji, where I’d been engaged to manage a large scale cattle ranch development project.

The next 2 years were absorbing as we immersed ourselves in the local culture and the challenges of converting scrub covered hills into cattle country.

We returned to the farm in NZ to be faced by a tsunami of problems. Our marriage was struggling, and my business partner had forced a sale of our shares in a move to gain total control of the property. The dice was rolled, we lost, and I found myself for the first time in my life with a substantial amount of money, but I was now in a broken marriage, and the farm was gone. I was 42 years old.

In 1983 I “crossed the ditch” and started a new life in Melbourne Australia. How does a farmer from the hills of NZ and Fiji, settle into a big city?   It was very hard.

Across the Ditch

Phase 2 of my story covers the next 40 years. I fell in love, remarried, and learnt to sell computers during the PC revolution. I eventually formed an IT company in partnership with a friend. Our small company merged with a competitor and in time we found ourselves doing deals on the world stage.

Today we service our customers in Australasia, the Asia Pacific region, the USA, Mexico, and South Africa.

I stepped down as CEO at the age of 75 and completed my transition to retirement by walking 800 km across Spain on the Camino de Santiago.

These days I’m surrounded by family and friends, eternally grateful to the guardian angel responsible for looking after me during my long and fortunate life.

K. Fife – September, 2022

Latest Posts – Book 2

Latest Posts – Book 1

Ch 9. Fiji 1979 – 1980

Ch 9. Fiji 1979 – 1980

Six months into my contract, I was beginning to understand there was a hierarchical structure influencing all aspects of life in Fiji. The Fijian...

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Ch 7. Fiji – One Year On

Ch 7. Fiji – One Year On

We’d now settled in, and I’d returned from NZ with my leg mending but still in plaster. I couldn’t ride a horse but there’d been ample time for me...

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Ch 6. Fiji 1979

Ch 6. Fiji 1979

By the end of the 1970s, things were going well on Cairn Peak. Pinnacle Pine forest, our second forestry syndicate was fully subscribed and we now...

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