Matt has cleverly manifested a bunch of things in his life that have allowed him to travel a lot of the world in the last couple of years. At each place he has visited he has danced. He hasn’t danced very well, and is the first to admit it. But it just doesn’t matter as you’ll see.
Matt is not rich. Matt also doesn’t have some magical secret for traveling cheaply. He does it pretty much the same way everybody else does [apart from the dancing!?!?!!. Ed]
Learn his non secret after the jump
More from the back catalogue. This follows on from Bondi in 2005. We flew into Melbourne and visited with our good friend in Archies Creek before heading to Tribeadelic new years festival. These are a few of the pics before and after the festival. A few photos from the festival will be in the next installment.
– Eye of Sauron (Archies Creek, South Gippsland)
A reflection through a window onto the wooden floor. A little spooky, but not as spooky as talking about a book, Guns Germs and Steel, and then turning on the TV and seeing the documentary advertised. Funnily enough the same thing happened in the same house the previous year with Baraka, except it wasn’t an ad, it was the movie playing.
linkage: melbourne and south gippsland photos, main photography page
Well yesterday we did a border run. We had done a little research and using the Vancouver local buses it appeared that we could get nearly all the way to the peach arch, the border crossing, and sort out the last stage of my application for permanent residency. So we took a bus to White Rock town center and changed to another more local bus. The driver informed us that no the bus didn’t go to the peach arch, but he would drop us as close as possible. OK that sounds fine to us. “Head that away, turn right at the main road.” He says.
We get to the intersection which in reality is an overpass and the motorway to the states. Now what? There are no signs telling us how far it is and we can’t see the border. There is no footpath. We deliberated for a while, wonder, and then discarding, the idea of maybe getting a hitch from a passing car. I don’t know how many people would pick people up right near the border and give them a lift. It seemed a bit dodgy, so we decided to set off on foot. We headed down the side of the motorway, beside the ditch and then on top of a grass and blackberry strip. Thankfully we came to a “Border 800m” sign so realised that we weren’t so far away.
story continues with some photos after the jump
The Juan de Fuca trail lies on the West coast of vancouver Island. Mystic Beach lies a 2km hike from the parking at the trail head and for most is the last leg of a multi day hike. For us it was the first camping sans car in a long long time. Carrying everything in on your shoulders makes for a different sort of camping and a different sort of camper.
We had a fantastic time wandering up and down the misty beach, foraging for elusive firewood, playing fire-tenders, reading books, lying in hammocks, cooking and eating stunning camp fare, meeting the other more experienced hikers and campers.
It was so good to be back in nature. Very life affirming. I can’t recommend enough to anyone to get out of the house, leave the car behind, hike in somewhere out of the way and do a spot of camping. Take some time to be with yourself and live in the moment.
Got a bunch of pictures up on the photography pages.
linkage: juan de fuca trail – mystic beach (part 1 of 2),
juan de fuca trail – mystic beach (part 2 of 2)
We set off on one of my longest road trips yet. I can see now why New Zealand can seem so tiny to those visiting from North America. Canada really is pretty immense. We stopped over around the halfway point and spent two days in a ‘cabin’ beside a lake. Wow did the temperature soar. Spent a whole day cooling off in the lake and even had a go wake-boarding for the first time in a few years. Ached for two days afterwards. All these specific muscles you just forget that you have.
On the trip to the Shuswap lakes from Vancouver we counted 5 Humvees . From Shuswap into the fat, oil rich province of Alberta we counted 7 more. A lovely example of the obscene wealth and mass consumption that is North America. I have been counting them on a daily basis while walking Vancouver and most days are a one or two hummer day. Shit I have even seen one in Olds, a town with a population of 7000! What a waste. These things have the worst fuel efficiency of any vehicle on the road.
Here is a link to an commentary on their obnoxious new ads.
Friday was a long day. The fifteen odd hours in a bus were ok – but probably hell if you hadn’t just come back from India. Frankly, padded seats and air con made it completely bearable. Heck, I even got some sleep. Probably during some of the nicest scenery. Was so beautiful coming through the Rockies. Green pines clinging to the sides of steeply rising mountains. So clean and pure with snow topping the higher peaks.
– Mountain Feight (Jasper, Alberta, Canada)
We had a brief lunch rest in Jasper that included Root Beer.
We had a pretty crazed trip because two of the three bus drivers were closet Nazis. I think they both missed out on the police force due to height restrictions. The last guy suffered from a classic case of Little Man Syndrome. He didn’t appreciate my threat to his authority asking him to let a slightly tardy passenger onto to the bus that was doing 1km/hr. Cries of not being “their baby sitter”. Wow chill out dude. I’m sorry you aren’t happy with you life. 2 hours later he brought it up as we disembarked. I guess he had been thinking about it all the last leg. Poor guy. I just smiled and walked away. Pleased to be able to control my emotions more these days.
So we were collected at Vancouver by two new to me friends. So good to meet people who I can get along with again.
– Vancouver Nightline (Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada)
The stunning rooftop view from an apartment over the pool across the beachfront to downtown Vancouver
A nice dinner and catch up session for the girls and and early rise to get to the house I mean kitten we are sitting. Yeah – sounds crazy but we now have a kitten. Didn’t see that one coming…
Have just added some pics from our time down at the family farm. It has been a pretty full on experience, I am used to such small family gatherings…
It has been nice to see the location of so many family memories (and teenage movie productions of “Shelock” the detective).
While here we let off fireworks, chased the dogs, broke springs on the trampoline, ate eggless cheesecake, went on a treasurehunt and spent the day yesterday doing a four hour float down the river in tubes. Good fun!
One more day here and then we jump on a Greyhound bus for a 16 hour ride through the Rockies via Jasper then down to Vancouver to house sit for a couple of weeks while getting our bearings. I expect the trip to be stunniung and a breeze after some of the bus trips we did in India! Until then…
linkage: home on the range