(With apologies to Cheryl Strayed for appropriating her “write like a motherfucker” gem) I’m in the business of getting my motorbike licence, in order to qualify for my international driver’s and motorbike licence, with the longer view to spending two and a half weeks careening at a serene and maximum 55kmph down the western coast … More First gear like a motherf***er
I checked into emails to a lovely letter from an older friend I haven’t seen or heard from in a while. He talked about looking for moments of grace in life. Grace in the sense of those ineffable moments that bring fulfillment to our daily lives. And I went….yes… in my marrow. Sometimes it is … More Everyday grace
“Half in love with themselves, half in love with oblivion” is a line that stuck with me after a recent viewing of Mountain, the new documentary collaboration between Jen Peedom (who also made Sherpa, which is on my watchlist) and the Australian Chamber Orchestra. Can I just say: go see. The cinematography is stunning, the accompanying … More Mountain: an armchair adventure
Huzzah! I survived. And lived to tell the tale. Both this semester’s uni (well – final assignment’s marks still pending) and my solo Grampians trip. I am proud to say, the camping trip was a CONSIDERABLE success. I left hardly any essential kit behind (ahem… though I was missing a hat and spare batteries for … More Happy days, not dead yet.
I’m about to head off on 4 nights of camping in one of my favourite parts of the world, the Grampians region in Victoria. First Proper Overnight Hike, first solo multiday night, maiden voyage of my new bivvy, first time solo in the Grampians. Not gonna lie, I’ve just watched a 5 minute video on … More Zombies on the brain
Sometimes it is the very small things that feel like pretty big victories. I’m sure this is standard operating procedure for a lot of people (people with small infants come to mind – respect, sleep-deprived parents everywhere) but regardless. Small things! Wins! Cases in point from the week before last week where the sense of … More In which I Can Do Things
So I’ve been inspired by the amazeballs Luna Godfrey and her post on the inner critic here to resume blogging. I find writing for public consumption really hard, despite having kept a private diary for the best part of two decades. I’ll be honest and say it’s about 80% crippling perfectionism and 20% crippling privacy. Despite … More A return to everyday errancy