The Hamster Rides Again

After a few weeks spent tearing up the skies above Nusa Dua and keeping the fine folks who brew Bintang in business, Alan and I packed up our gliders and headed to the gorgeous Balinese village of Candidasa to continue our adventure. Within minutes of hitting town we were up on the hill, launching out … Continue reading The Hamster Rides Again

Thelma and Louise Go Flying

If there's a more inspirational film than the 1991 classic Thelma & Louise, I'm yet to see it. The tale of two lesbians who smoke some poor bloke and then travel all over the place in a fancy car before driving it off a cliff provides lessons that we should all live by. Also, Geena … Continue reading Thelma and Louise Go Flying

Chicks dig dudes with exotic tropical diseases, right?

Lake Malawi looks glorious, but shortly after arriving I decided not to swim in it because it's full of flesh-eating bilharzia parasites. My mind was quickly changed when a decorative 24-year-old Austrian sheila begged me to share a kayak with her for a trip around Thumbi Island. Shit, there's not much I wouldn't do for … Continue reading Chicks dig dudes with exotic tropical diseases, right?

Manilla Mayhem Part II: The Mayheming

With paragliding's State of Origin Championship heating up, I knew I had to make the second day of competition a big one. After bombing out into a field of evil thistles on the first day, I needed a big flight if I was going to win the thing. But the conditions were rubbish in the … Continue reading Manilla Mayhem Part II: The Mayheming

Manilla Mayhem

"Hey bro, you wanna go to Manilla?" I was sunning myself on the balcony on a bright autumn afternoon, and was startled to look up from my book to see my mate Scott sitting a few metres away from me. The shock was threefold; firstly, I hadn't invited Scott over. Secondly, my unit is on … Continue reading Manilla Mayhem

Closer to the Sun

Paragliding is cooler than a dog on a skateboard, and I've been doing a lot of it lately. Most of my airtime has been spent at Crackneck, on the glorious Central Coast of New South Wales. It's been more fun than a threesome with Siamese twins. I took this video on the last day of … Continue reading Closer to the Sun

Mr Flying Man

I grew up on the hill above Forresters Beach, and one of my most vivid memories from that time is watching hang-gliders cruising through the clear blue sky while I played on the sand. I never grew up dreaming of flying, but those memories obviously had an effect on me, because when I got older … Continue reading Mr Flying Man

Breaking barriers: My record-busting paragliding flight through the Victorian wilderness

When I woke up to the sounds of birds frolicking and Khancoban trailer trash bickering, I didn't know that I was mere hours away from paragliding immortality. Alright, maybe that's taking things a bit too far, but I was about to smash my own personal best and have a bloody good time doing it. But … Continue reading Breaking barriers: My record-busting paragliding flight through the Victorian wilderness

Flying off Elliot for the hell of it

There's something brilliant about waking up in the country, and so it was with a smile on my face that I climbed out of bed to greet another beautiful Khancoban day. The birds were singing in the trees, the cows were mooing in the fields, and there was a violent domestic dispute in the caravan … Continue reading Flying off Elliot for the hell of it

The Blue, Blue Skies of Corryong

As the first golden sunbeams of 2017 hit me, I knew something was wrong. My pillow was the unforgiving concrete of the gutter outside the pub, and my pants were awash with a mixture of urine and vomit of unknown origin. I clutched my throbbing head and felt no hair there, and had painful flashbacks … Continue reading The Blue, Blue Skies of Corryong