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”
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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”
Riding high
Being summer in the southern hemisphere, Lisa gets to chillax and recharge her batteries with a decent break before the new school year kicks in, when February arrives. This changes my work life routine. Working out of the office, so as to allow Lisa to have the house to herself, and not feel like sheContinue reading “Riding high”
Complete opposites
One of the simplest forms of life on earth are sponges, which come is all shapes, sizes, and colours. Fossil records of some species go back approximately 600 million years, and there are over 8,500 identified species with many more yet to be identified. While sponges seem to have retained their simple form with noContinue reading “Complete opposites”
The namesake
The summer holidays can result in what I would have a called a blow-in or two coming back to town. However, before I call Mikie a blow-in I thought I better check the meaning of the phrase. It originated from Ireland, referring to visitors not born in the local area. No matter how long youContinue reading “The namesake”
Lost and found
In view that I have been off work for four days, it may be surprising I haven’t posted anything until today. In part due to the ocean conditions not being great for swimming with the fish off our local beach. But also due to yet another little mishap, which will get a mention later. IContinue reading “Lost and found”
A nasty pasty
The water hasn’t been playing nice at our local beach this week, resulting in me not going in for a morning snorkel on Saturday. Instead suggesting to Lisa after she returned from her plunge, which is not reliant on needing clear waters, that we could have a trip into town. There were a few bitsContinue reading “A nasty pasty”
Swings and roundabouts
Repeating last Friday’s early start, getting up at 3:30 felt strangely much more acceptable this week. It was not just me that thought it, Howsie also said it felt more bearable for him too. Despite leaving the house with only the garden solar lights breaking through the darkness, by the time we met at theContinue reading “Swings and roundabouts”
Sandbagged 