I usually go camping alone, and end up with my pants off, dancing around a fire by myself. Occasionally I decide to be a bit more social and go camping people, which is exactly what I did this weekend, with a short jaunt to beautiful Lake St Clair. You might remember it from my near-death … Continue reading Lake St Clair Strikes Back
I wrote the following article for the October issue of Aviator Magazine Australia. It's on the shelves right now, so go buy a copy! THERE’S nothing like the feeling of leaping off a mountain while strapped to three kilograms of fabric and a bucket seat and, as I looked down at the landing zone 550 … Continue reading Return to Para-Dise
If I was to make a list of ways I'd like to spend a Saturday morning, climbing up a 600m cliff with a 15km pack on my back probably wouldn't make it on there. But that's just what I did a couple of days ago, when I travelled to Lake St. Clair, north of Singleton, … Continue reading Paramagliding from the mountain of death
The Drunk and Jobless World Tour 