Always pack your headtorch

If you’re going to chase waterfalls, and trudge down rivers in the dark… don’t leave your head torch in the car.

Christmas in Australia

This is what Christmas looked like in the land of Oz.     Thanks to Morgan for the prawning photos, prawning tips and camping company!

We went chasing waterfalls

For a long time I only had one CD in my car.  It was one of the Triple J’s Like a Version albums. It got played on climbing trips, camping trips and trips to the supermarket. One of the songs was a cover of the TLC song, Waterfalls.  If you want to listen to it,…

Why I Climb – Episode 2

Here’s the second instalment of the Why I Climb series. Check out episode one here. Dirtbagjens and I are trying to pick the brains of our fellow outdoor enthusiasts and see what motivates them to challenge themselves over and over again in ultimately useless pursuits. Everyone has their own unique reasons for heading outside and suffering… then…

Dirtbag dining: Campsite carbonara

This might just be my favorite adventure dinner.  It’s tasty, filling and simple to make. I originally found this recipe on a fabulous Trail Cooking website which is full of clever camping food options. I was pretty dubious when I read that the American adventurers were carrying fresh fragile eggs in their hiking packs…  But…

Bumbling round the ‘bungles

It all started on a dark and stormy night. The rain was closer to horizontal than vertical when Bekket and I locked the front door of our sharehouse behind us. We exchanged cheeky grins and  a quick thumbs up, then sprinted down the street to the spot where Bekket’s car was parked. The back of the car was…

Coastal climbs and boutique beer

Dirtbagjens has been experimenting with film lately. I can sense a new obsession developing. We had to buy a box for all the batteries, SD cards and camera lenses that are multiplying in our tiny apartment. New attachments and other gadgets are being 3D printed as I write this. Last weekend all the cameras made…

Stupid grins

‘You have to try the tree jump. It’s awesome.’ That’s when I saw that worrying grin spread across Starkey’s face. ‘Seriously, you’ll enjoy it’ The grin got wider. It’s the kind of grin that warns you that whatever he’s suggesting is slightly mad, somewhat terrifying, possibly painful and probably survivable. I usually see that grin at…

Let’s talk about an Australian Access Fund

My colleagues at work have stopped asking me what I did on the weekend.  Now they just ask where I climbed this time. I’ve become predictable. Each weekend the entire floorspace of my teeny tiny apartment is submerged under a sea of rope, chalkbags, climbing shoes, quickdraws, sleeping bags and other adventure tools. That stuff…

An extra long weekend

Aller Anfang ist schwer. That’s what Dirtbagjens told me when I said I wasn’t sure how to start this post.  It’s a tricky decision, because the start of the story is not as fun as the rest of it. It started when I was called into the boardroom one afternoon at work. There were three…

Discovering the Supercrag

It was a dark and stormy night… Well… it was actually a rainy morning in Blackheath.  Dirtbagjens and I were sitting in a cafe, drinking coffee and chatting about dry patches of rock we could climb. There was another group of people near us.  I overheard them saying things like ‘it’s pretty steep’ and ‘how long…