When you’re a solo traveller, the only thing that’s going to try to undress you is the wind. Read about day one of my last epic road trip as the High-Functioning Hobo: Vancouver Island to the Hoh National Rainforest. It was nippy.Continue reading “Road Trip, Day One”
You were the ocean and the trees all at once. You were the flames in the leaves of a forest fire, and you were the wind blowing my hair back on the ride of my life. I still miss you, even now, but only on days ending in “y”.
Harbouring feelings for this Sydney town. I’ve been gone a while, and I have be honest, it’s been fantastic. However, time and tide wait for no man, and this city is calling me home. Best not keep it waiting too much longer…
Not for the first time that week, I sat on a rock overlooking the falls, hypnotised by the efforts of scarred and withered salmon battling their way up a waterfall trying to understand the lesson that I might learn from them.Continue reading “Fishing for Answers with Salmon”
“It is not down in any map; true places never are.”HERMAN MELVILLE
Do you ever get those days where you just can’t help but think you’re dreaming? I felt like that when I was first told I got the job working for Eagle Wing Tours on Vancouver Island. I also got that feeling on the day I shot these photos and videos.Continue reading “Wee Whale Watching Video”