Not for lack of trying it has been close to two and a half years since Kym and I have managed to catch up. To be honest I was a little shocked when I realised just how long it had been. My memory has failed me, and I have no recollection of what went wrongContinue reading “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”
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Giving back
It’s good to see a place with a fresh pair of eyes. Things we take for granted once again become fresh, interesting, and noticed. We had a relatively late arrival at the Wilyabrup carpark, which I didn’t complain about. With the sun up in the sky that bit more, the view back up the gravelContinue reading “Giving back”
That’s handy
For those that use Spotify, you may have noticed their algorithms for compiling your personalised playlists can get a bit samey after a while. Today driving out by myself I was keen for something a little different. Leading me to cautiously put my faith in the app to prepare a playlist based on an artistContinue reading “That’s handy”
Adrian Gurvitz
While Howsie has for many years played in skater/surf punk bands, he has a wide range of music taste. I am not however sure this would extend to knowing Adrian Gurvitz. An English singer songwriter whose music career began in 1968, and is still recording and touring to this day. Not surprisingly his style hasContinue reading “Adrian Gurvitz”
That’s a big baby
I can’t complain with the flurry of people that have been keen to get out over the last few months. This weekend however, I didn’t get so much as a nibble when I dangled the bait of touching rock to our group. This of course didn’t stop me, and I had every intention of walkingContinue reading “That’s a big baby”
A matter of taste
After today, as we roll into February, the year will start in earnest. The summer school holidays are coming to a close, which means the usual weekly routine of life for many will resume. For me, my ease into the New Year continued to the bitter end. I was not going to waste the lastContinue reading “A matter of taste”
Weighing up the choices
I dread to think how many times I have walked into Wilyabrup. Hundreds for sure, but how many hundreds I have no idea. And for a great many of those trips we have been the first people at the crag. If you haven’t already guessed from my posts, I like early morning starts. Today SebContinue reading “Weighing up the choices”
The second play date
A few weeks back one of my camming devices fell afoul of all the climbing I do along the coast. Or more truthfully it fell afoul of my lack of washing off the salt residue, which is nearly always present after having climbed on the ocean’s doorstep. The trigger wire, which is used to pullContinue reading “The second play date”
Nick Lowe
My slumber was disturbed by the sound of the pitter-patter of rain falling on the veranda, well before the alarm was due to go off. Peter, Howsie, I were heading out and while this sound may not be a good start, it was expected. I’d been storm tracking. A front was to bear down onContinue reading “Nick Lowe”
A ‘kid’ in a candy store
‘Two days’ is a phrase I learnt and used in Ghana way back. Meaning it has been a while since we have been in touch. Peter is someone that I do not get to climb with all that often, so I could have used the phrase when I received his message. Although he isn’t Ghanaian,Continue reading “A ‘kid’ in a candy store”
Sandbagged 