I think its time for another blog. I've been writing too many emails all with the same content, so I guess an update is due. I've been living in Nelson for 6 months now. Wow. Typing that out is scary. How time flies. But then a lot has happened since I last wrote. Most of what I dreamt about hasn't happened and stuff I never dreamed would happen has. Life has a wonderful way of keeping you on your toes like that. I had planned to work a little bit, snowboard a lot and dance as often as possible. But life had some very different lessons in store for me this winter. I think most of you know I was in a head on car collision in December (this is the reason for the blog, to ... read more

So you probably got a pretty accurate impression from my last blog that Squamish was awesome? Well, you'd be correct. So how did I manage to drag myself away? I decided to leave right when the weather was fantastic, I'd rarely been surrounded by so many new and old friends in my life or such incredible and varied rock. I decided to capture all that incredible energy and see how far East it would get me. Idiot right? Well I guess you'll have to read on and see where riding that wave got me. At first it seemed to get me on the wrong ferry, but after ambling around Vancouver Island and the city for a couple of days spending some quality time with some quality friends in and around the beaches of Vancouver, I jumped ... read more

The calendar apparently tells me I've been back home for 7 months now. I couldn't tell you. I slept for most of it. But then I heard wisperings of the 'A' word, and I was woken from my slumber. I'd heard rumours that a couple of climbers I'd met through my Asian wanderings were going to spend Easter in Fontainbleau. Fontainbleau had been talked about lot since I'd started hanging out with this queer breed of people that call themselves climbers. Fontainbleau they would wisper, is set in the forest only 40 minutes on the train from Paris. There lay the sands of an acient sea bed scattered with thousands of smooth granite boulders just begging to be climbed. Hard problems, easy problems. It doesn't matter, because they're all beautiful. Just what I need I thought, ... read more

1. Accept any ticket priced at 100 Rupees or below to Rekong Peo. Especially from Israelis as their parents will undoubtedly have rescue missions waiting prior to the landslide (not actually sure how this is helpful). 2. Roof seating comes highly recommended but please hold on, watch for overhanging rocks and DO NOT take photos for fear of death. 3. Neither looking out the window or screaming when the bus is reversing is recommended. 4. A lunch stop will take place around 12:00. The budget does not cater for lunch however so ration 1/2 cracker for energy for the crossing which will take place during midday heat at an altitude of approximately 3500m. 5. The budget also does not ration for more than 1.5 litres of water. 6. On arrival at the landslide, take your position ... read more

I get asked this a lot. I came up with this answer after my first day in Nepal. Far below my 'Air China' wings Sand turns to snow Samuri swords to daggers Defeated by reality's version of 'Risk' My journey has become all too easy All too unadventerous Luxary travel apparently respects your personal space So there's no neighbour To squish up to To share my drunken excitement As my dreams become reality The Himalayas The Himalayas The Himalayas Touching down in the valley of the Himalayas I'm disorientated, lost I want to say Xie Xie But the only response is blank faces Again I'm an outsider peering in To an exoctic land that I do not understand My first taste of sanscript and saris of dahl and momos of Shivas and Shianards of monsoon rains ... read more