Waging a decades-long battle against spartina grass
Graeme and John are both Southland born and bred. Graeme, now semi-retired, when he isn’t hunting down the last of the spartina, has picked back up a hobby from his youth and can be found riding his motorcycles.
John runs a small pest control company and enjoys taking his three dogs, including Wink, for walks with his wife Sue.
As the man who started it all, Graeme is humble about what’s been achieved.
“I was just one person in it, in the whole scheme of things. Perhaps I had a drive to get it going but it wouldn’t have worked without other people that were willing to get out in the mud and help.”
The legacy of this hard-fought battle is written in the mudflats of the estuary, once overrun with spartina, it’s now nearly clear with only seven plants found last year.
“To look back now and be able to come out here with the dog and hunt out the last of the plants, it’s a bonus. I am very fortunate,” Graeme says.