Sean Collins

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I left for what was intended to be a year of travelling in October 2010. After a few months on my way I decided that one year was nowhere near enough so abandoned my plans to return home and instead started bloating my mind with ideas, designs and places to go. I spent six weeks in South East Asia travelling around Thailand, Cambodia and Vietnam before flying to New Zealand where I spent the majority of my seven weeks in Mount Maunganui volunteering on a dolphin research project where my days were spent out on a small boat tracking and studying dolphins and orcas. I still feel very priviliged to have been a part of that, especially considering it was entirely free. In December 2010 I flew to Melbourne, Australia and have been working and travelling my way around the country over the last seven months. I have travelled solely by hitching and as of today have hitched nearly 12,000km. I'm an advocate of hitching because it has provided me with some memorable experiences and great friends, as well as making travelling more affordable. When I left home last year I told friends and family I would start up a blog but never got around to it, although I have been writing little mock blog entries along the way that went unpublished. The purpose of this blog is to tell the stories that will come in the next few years but I will also belatedly post some of the stories from the last twelve months.



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June 16th 2012

(A poem scribbled together during an afternoon of rum drinking in the sun in Broome...) For gold will turn to dust and steel to rust Hearts are bound to stop And as memories are forgot The future will surely fade Only this moment hold its value As this moment is all Time lends us And Time is the ruler of all things He will see every King fall and every hero die. In the shadow of the world and measured against eternity Nothing can maintain Nothing but Now.... read more



On The Road Again...

Published: May 15th 2012Oceania » Australia » Western Australia » Perth
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May 15th 2012

Today is the fifteenth of May 2012. There is nothing especially significant about today but it is today, and I suppose there are few more important days. I'm sitting in Sydney airport waiting on my flight to Perth and watching the dregs of my laptop battery dwindle. It is nearly five months since I last wrote a blog post. I've been hidden away in small town Australia working night shifts at a winery, slaving away and selling my soul for the dollar. It never ceases to surprise me how, when all is said and done, when you look back on a time in your life, it is usually the good you focus on. I didn't enjoy my work at Casellas – it was dull, mind-numbing and monotonous, but I don't look back on it as a ... read more



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January 12th 2012

I gave up hitching the Princes Highway. I waited more than an hour and was offered one ride to the next service station. I ran across to the opposite side and hitched back to the turn off to the Hume Highway, the direct inland highway between Melbourne and Sydney. A Taiwanese guy took me all the way to the outskirts of Canberra. We stopped off for breakfast and coffee along the way. He told me about his life before he came to Australia in Taiwan where he'd been part of a gang, carried a gun and fought people. He'd travelled to South Africa for a few weeks and realised he wanted to change. He was friendly and polite but he had a very confident air unlike a lot of Asians abroad. His English was good and ... read more



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January 12th 2012

Last year, when I first left, I always had one eye on home. I saw it as a year to figure myself out, learn some things and use that knowledge back in England to start doing something with my life. But by and by my dreams changed. Rather than wishing for a place to live, a girl, a good job that paid enough not to worry about money, friends and a settled life, I wanted to move and not stop. As I travelled I flew further down the path of wild abandon which peaked in my last month in Australia; hitching four thousand kilometres, sleeping on the side of the road, on beaches and then the madness of Sydney. I no longer wanted what I wanted before, I wanted love and madness, and a man is ... read more



Untitled.

Published: October 19th 2011Oceania » Australia » Victoria » Melbourne » Richmond
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October 19th 2011

Last time I sat down to write a blog post I was on my way home, now I'm as far from it as I've ever been. Before I left a year ago one of my best friends told me he'd bet money that I wouldn't come back after only a year of travelling. I laughed it off, telling him home was where I wanted to be, that I just wanted to see something new and figure myself out a little. But since that moment, on my travels, I have become obsessed by this need for adventure and to push myself further and further, to challenge myself and experience as much as possible. I live for those moments where you can't help but cry, when the beauty of a moment overwhelms you. There was one morning, when ... read more



Long Live Supertramp

Published: August 18th 2011North America » United States » California » Pinole
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August 17th 2011

"The road is life" - Jack Kerouac As I have travelled, across Asia, New Zealand, Australia and California, I have, by many and various people, been christened with the nickname, 'Supertramp'. This, along with one of my bosses telling me I travel like no other person she has ever met before, is one of the greatest compliments I have been given and I hear it with a swell of pride. To me Supertramp isn't just a name of a band or a character in a film, it is a persona, a way of being that I aspire to. Supertramp is the shining adventurous corner in each of our hearts that dreams of endless horizons, longs to get going and stay gone. I like to think that once in a while, at my wildest, I am him. ... read more



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August 17th 2011

After arriving in Sydney I embarked on a mad two weeks of running around bars with Jonas getting drunk and high and looking for girls. By day we slept in the van we were despondently trying to sell. There were long stints without showers or clean clothes and we fed ourselves in the style of Remi Bonceur by “reducing our costs of living”. We parked on one street in Kings Cross with a handful of other hopefuls looking to offload their beaten hunks of rust where we very quickly got to know our neighbours – the corner shop owner who we went and had morning conversations with, some of the other backpackers and a wizened old dutch lady who shuffled up and down the road in the morning and evenings stretching her little poodle's legs while ... read more



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August 3rd 2011

I'm very sorry that I have no accompanying photos for this post but someone stole my laptop in Sydney a few nights ago and my camera is in my rucksack which Pacific Blue Airlines kindly left in Australia when they flew me to New Zealand. I woke up that morning and decided to meet Jonas (the Belgian) in Sydney. I looked for a good spot to hitch from on the map and went to the supermarket to buy some fruit for the road. While paying I asked the lady the way to the highway and she directed me but said it was quite a walk. I brushed it off but the woman behind me, with her seven year old girl in tow, offered to take me there. She seemed a little wary but told me I ... read more



The Big Hitch

Published: July 19th 2011Oceania » Australia » New South Wales » Byron Bay
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July 19th 2011

I'd been in Katherine nearly six weeks, living a pretty sedate life. I worked in a motel from 9am to 1pm and 6pm to 10pm six or seven days a week. In between shifts I lazed about my tent reading a book, listening to music or writing. Every now and again I'd go for a swim in the motel pool or for a run. Then one night in the bar I got talking to a chopper pilot who worked mustering cattle and he told me he had a job in Cloncurry to fly to (just East of Mount Isa in the middle of Australia) and offered to take me along. It would be a six hour flight across Australian cattle country in which I would see wild horses, crocs, kangaroos and a variety of landscapes. The ... read more






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