I'm not gay, but I will admit to being hopelessly in love with a big, burly bloke from the country. He's tall (around 476m, the last time anyone checked), dependable (he's stuck around for millions of years), and he's always willing to let my mates have fun with him, too. He is North Brother Mountain, … Continue reading Brotherly Love
I enjoyed my last paragliding visit to Port Macquarie so much that I've come back - but the locals are wishing I'd stayed where I bloody well come from. But hear me out, it wasn't my fault! There's less wind than on the moon today, so I decided to head to the Rainbow Beach to … Continue reading Today I lost my pants at the beach
As a kid, I spent a lot of happy days at Frogys, the roller-skating rink in the main street of Gosford, NSW. Every second kid had their birthday party there, and I loved rolling around to the high-octane beats of the Grease Megamix. It was closed in the late 90s to make way for a … Continue reading I explored an abandoned rollerskating rink – and you won’t believe what I found!
I grew up with a deep love of horror movies. Return of the Living Dead, Friday the 13th, The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and Day of the Dead were always spinning around the family VCR, and I couldn't get enough of anything involving zombies, ghosts, or demented serial killers. But above them all, one movie … Continue reading Museum of the Macabre: My Descent into Hell
I've had as many long walks as Stephen Hawking lately, and I've been missing the hiking, so today I strapped on my walking boots and hiked from Killcare, NSW to Little Beach... erm, which is also in NSW. I didn't walk interstate or anything, because I had to be back in time to watch the … Continue reading Barnstorming through Bouddi
Since I first broke the story a few weeks ago, Australians have fallen in love with Dean*, the brave 20-year-old who freely admits to having sex with animals. Sadly, this inspirational tale has taken a depressing turn. Dean recently ended a long-term inter-species relationship with a spirited kid named Carl, and has since been enjoying … Continue reading Dog-dating dork declares, “I’ve got fleas!”
All good things have to come to an end (otherwise, Hey Day! would still be on TV), so with the winds misbehaving like a child on red cordial, I packed the Del Sol with my gear, said a sad goodbye to my Cloudbase homies, and headed home. On the way I stopped at the wonderfully-named … Continue reading Booti call
Yesterday was supposed to be a great day for flying. Unfortunately, the Wind Gods didn’t get the memo, and when we got to the bottom of Middle Brother, the conditions were as flat as a disappointing girlfriend’s chest. As a result, me and the Cloudbase crew spent the day waiting at the bottom of Middle … Continue reading Praise be to the Wind Gods
I haven’t had something hairy and goofy-looking wake me up since my last girlfriend left me, so it was comforting to be woken up by the goats again this morning. Once that intimate rendezvous was out of the way, it was time to get into some paragliding. Well, more like time to wait around for … Continue reading Chasing the Wind
While in Lake Innes on my paramagliding adventure, I’m staying at a petting zoo. there are llamas and alpacas and other stupid-looking beasties wandering around, and this morning I was awoken by the insane bleating of a herd of horny billy goats. I won’t tell my mate Dean* about it, or the dirty bastard will … Continue reading Big Things (and not so big things)
The Drunk and Jobless World Tour 