I recently heard a good theory explaining why it is so damn hard to get rid of stuff. Purging an item can equal the death of the dream for what that item represents. We purchase that canoe for gliding along picturesque lakes on weekend long, off-the-grid camping trips. Its no news flash that reality is much harder... Continue Reading →
Plane. Boat. Automobile. Queenstown. Wellington. Melbourne. Nadi. San Fran. Portland. Vancouver. Pentiction (Canada). Spokane. Portland. 18,885 km in 4 weeks.5k driving, 109 on a boat and a lot of time on big planes. This wasn't jet lag, but an entirely different illness. The symptoms caused by two weeks worth climate change, daylight variance, being lost,... Continue Reading →
Some old photos from earlier this summer. The ones that look hipsta.filtered are just digitals shot with a pin hole toy camera lens.
My shutter was set to fully automatic. I became "that guy", the poser photo guy perched in an awkward contortion, probably too close to the edge of the cliff, his camera sounding like a skipping rope at maximum RPM. I need a bucket hat and bigger lens. Eye roll from Linzay. Too late. I captured her... Continue Reading →
I couldn't quite tell what was making me nervous, so I ran though the list in my head: thousands of people watching, ice cold water, news cameras or the smoke laden para-gliders whose drop zone we were standing in. A couple of nights previous I signed Linzay, Reon and I for the first ever Winterfest standup paddle-board race. If you dont know,... Continue Reading →