Solo travel is something I would scrawl on a prescription pad and hand to the nearest person suffering from a mid-life/existential crisis. It’s the perfect cure for the twenty-first century burnout. After years of avoiding or ignoring your issues, I guarantee you solo travel will make you confront them. Although for me, the whole…
It’s New Years Day in the Australian outback town of Ceduna. The locals are drinking beer in the 42 degree heat. I sit on the roads edge swatting blowflies and trying to study the map. We are about to begin our quest to conquer the Longest Stretch of Straight Road in the World, the Nullarbor…
A thought came to me as I was trying to sleep. I’m the only person staying in a guesthouse on a surf break in Indonesia. The owners don’t stay here so it’s just me.
I start thinking how I normally hate the feeling of an empty house; the shadows the quiet. But right now I am at peace.
I guess you could say I’m ‘green’ when it suits me. A pseudo-hippie. I only realised this in the last couple of months…
Natasha Brooks likes to hike through valley passes and swim in the bone-chillingly cold water.
Watch as she tells her story.
I have a question for my fellow female surfers:
Have you ever had a stranger give you pointers when you clearly did not ask, nor require them?
Has a guy you don’t know ever yelled out “paddle, paddle” to you in the surf?
Or have you ever experienced being repeatedly snaked, or dropped in on when no one else in the water is getting the same treatment?
Ten years ago, scientists from Dalhousie University released a paper that predicted the end of all commercially fished species by 2048.
That signifies the end of the ocean as we know it in only two decades time.
And what has been done?
For me, hitching always begins with butterflies. It’s a mixture of morning coffee jitters and stomach-knotting uncertainty. Will we end up in the right place? How long will we be waiting? Should we just get a bus?