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”
Whoever decided that living out of your car had to be a messy, stinky, disgusting affair is wrong. Cleanliness is next to godliness–even if you have to spit your toothpaste into a canyon when you’re done brushing.
Swimming in those honey bourbon eyes will surely get me drunk, and drowning in you was something only I could ever save myself from.
Last year I lived in my car for three months and three days. Like any experience, there were pros and cons. It’s trying to find those silver linings in everything we go through that I look for, because if life has taught me anything it’s that there’s truth in the adage tragedy + time = comedy. My days were routine, like most people’s. I went to the toilet, brushed my teeth, ate breakfast and worked on my laptop. The only difference was that all of that was done in Starbucks. After breakfast I’d drive down to the shore, put the car in park with the windows down and go for a beach walk or crawl into the back of the car. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was the life I made for myself. A life of waiting.
Not having access to a well-stocked pantry, bank account or kitchen meant I had a somewhat more rigorous diet regime than ever before, and when the days grew shorter, the gym was a nice place to stay warm, watch TV and sit in the hot tub. Exercise was merely a byproduct of the luxury of not being in the rain and not wanting to get kicked out for treating the gym like a movie theatre.
I guess the point of this story is this: bikini bodies can be born from the most unlikely of places, even if it’s from having to wrestle your clothes on while lying down in a car. Show gratitude whenever you can.
It’s not often you find yourself on a sunny October morning with an offer to join a group of rad people to go kayaking around Victoria Harbour. But when you do get that offer, you go.Continue reading “‘Yakin in Victoria, BC”