Karen once arranged for masked cowboys on horseback to hold up a steam train in Central Otago and kidnap the CEO. That was a corporate group. For private clients, she tends toward glamping tents at 5,500 feet, helicopter arrivals with chilled champagne already waiting, and hot tubs under a Mackenzie Basin sky that most of the world will never see. She has lived in the Okavango Delta and the Caribbean. She knows what authentic looks like — and she has spent twenty-five years finding it in New Zealand.