Our time in Annecy flowed along like water down the majestic Thiou River. Hamster and I flew our paragliders over the Alps all day and drank all night with Marque, Gaz and the other legends, soaking in their knowledge of the sport and the surrounds. Our skills and confidence improved as we pushed our limits … Continue reading The Rise and Fall of Ricardo Q. Hamster, Esq.
"Put your clothes on and get the fuck out of my house! And please remove my turnip strainer from your anus!" Just another day in the home on paragliding, Annecy, France. I opened my eyes to see a very bashful, very naked Hamster hurriedly throwing his clothes into his bag. His arms and legs were … Continue reading The Tour of Annecy
Wild horses couldn't have dragged me away from Brazil's welcoming bosom, but there was one thing that could lure me away - the promise of a few weeks of sublime paragliding above the Alps with Hamster. So I packed my G-string away, skolled my last bottle of Brahma, and hopped on a plane to France. … Continue reading Anarchy in Annecy
Paris has heaps of world famous sites to visit - the Champs of Ellis, the Jean-Claude Van Damme Cathedral, and the Bert Newton Tower, to name just a few. I visited all of those, of course, but I also decided to go to the shittest tourist attraction in the city - a tour of the … Continue reading Night at the Poo-seum
I've fallen in love with a lot of places around the world, but nowhere has captured my heart quite like Carcassonne. This little village in the south-west of France has it all - centuries of history, an impressive citadel, beautiful parks and, most importantly, a proud history of rugby league. I spent a single day … Continue reading Carcassonne