I love everything about Germany (well, except for their history of starting wars and slaughtering innocent people by the millions), so when I found out there's a town in Southern Chile that looks like it's straight out of Bavaria, I had to check it out. After a number of run-ins with the locals, Santiago was … Continue reading Pucon ist wunderbar!
The winds carried me and my bright orange paraglider across the oceans. Over Samoa, where the volcanoes are angry and the people are wonderful. Past Fiji, with its golden beaches and endless reefs. I even swung past Easter Island, which is full of heads bigger and uglier than your ex-girlfriend's. When the breeze finally dropped … Continue reading Santiago Shenanigans
The seaside village of Patonga is one of the nicest spots on Central Coast of NSW, with calm waters, golden sand and spectacular views across the water to the Northern Beaches. If you just want to rock up, have a decent feed at the pub and enjoy the serenity, that's great, but the area is … Continue reading Patonga to Mt Wondabyne Overnight Hike
With a sunny name like Bright, it's obvious that this tiny Victorian village is a pretty happy place. And why wouldn't it be? It's a Mecca for cyclists, hikers, skiiers and paragliders from around the world. I can barely keep a bike upright, walking uphill makes my legs hurt, and snow makes my pee-pee shrink, … Continue reading Bright ‘n’ Beautiful!
The mission to Moscow is over and I'm back in a country where I can walk down the street without being questioned by the cops or attacked by some vodka-guzzling nutter in an imitation Adidas tracksuit. Here are a whole bunch of reasons why you should visit this most unusual country (or, if you enjoy … Continue reading 73 or 74 reasons to visit Russia
After a week spent hanging out with my beautiful Russian girlfriend Lena in Moscow, she decided to not send me to the gulag and instead introduce me to her family. It's a good sign for the relationship, seeing as my last girlfriend forced me to pretend I was her gay cousin when we bumped into … Continue reading A Kiss on the Lipetsk
Moscow isn't known for its beautiful climate, but I was still ill-prepered for the arctic conditions that Russia welcomed me with. I knew things were going to be bad when my plane descended through clouds as thick as a Mount Druitt schoolkid, and my fears were confirmed when I stepped out of the airport to … Continue reading Russia: A Place For Penguins
I don't have a lot of luck when it comes to climbing mountains, so I was tempting fate when I decided to spend one of my final days on the Drunk and Jobless World Tour of Africa hiking up Mt Tamarin. The monolith looms large over the southeast coast of Mauritius, and I set out … Continue reading Hey, Mr Tamarin man, play a song for me!
Whenever I climb a mountain, it rains. When I climbed Mount Field, it stormed. When I climbed Ulsanbawi, it poured. When I climbed Le Pouce, it pissed down. So when I decided to hike to the top of Black River Gorges National Park, in the south of Mauritius, I was ready for things to get a bit wet … Continue reading Black River Gorge-ous!
After making the most of a case of mistaken identity, I was looking forward to a night of rampaging rumpy-pumpy that would put Soviet war crimes to shame, but it wasn't to be. It turns out Pierre has an 11-inch donger, so the lass I was with realised I'd pulled the old switch-a-roo as soon as … Continue reading Le Pouce… It’s French for ‘Le Pouce’
The Drunk and Jobless World Tour 