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Im travelling around the world, working as i go, living life as much as i can, enjoying everything thing and everyone i encounter. Along the way I capture these moments of fun and beauty and like to share these with whoever is watching.

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Osoyoos life

Thursday, June 10th, 2010

Almost a week in, and it’s going great, there are ups and downs, but it’s mainly up so far. We have found everybody to be so friendly down here, whenever we go to farms to ask for work, even if they have no work, they forward us on to other farms, after a good long chat about life.

We did a bit of shopping in Kelowna the other day, so now Malcolm and I have queen size inflatable matresses, which makes a world of difference to a nights sleep. He also picked up a tent, giant six man that could double up as a garage for our car it’s so big! So now we use his other tent as a kitchen/pantry.

We stayed over Kelowna, taking the golf over a very bumpy road by a super rich part of town, but found a great place to camp overlooking the city, valley and lakes. And so we continue to live out in the kind of wild, out of cizilization. Now we are on a hill over looking Osoyoos. You could be forgiven for believing that we we by the Mediterranean here, it’s so beautiful, and mostly warm. This is supposed to be the hottest place in Canada, with record temperatures close to 50degrees!

Where we are camping is a hillside where fruit pickers are known to camp, we’ve picked a spot with a handful of English speakers, whereas across from us is an area with well over 150 French speakers. Apparently last year a forest fire started out from the camp across from us. The camp had been set up by the town to accommodate the pickers, but ended up costing the town around $100,000 to clean up an put out the fire. The french speakers have received the blame, resulting in quite a bit of racism toward the french canadians. However nobody gets any trouble up here. The only problem up here is the lack of running water, electricity and showers. But it’s a great life living away from everything, with such great views.

Yesterday we had a days work, piece work, a lovely had advertised in the job centre. So it was to be $40 for a line of peach and nectarine trees to be thinned. This should have taken one person 4 hours per line. Yet with her aiding the three of us it took almost four hours per line. So after being paid $140 for over ten hours work, we have worked our poorest days work. Thus we ended our working relationship as below $4 per hour is not worth it. We should spend our time looking for better work.
However we had a great day bonding. Nat and I have only known each other a couple of weeks and all three of us have much to learn from each other. We had great discussions about travelling, sex, food, cooking, friends, picking-up and life in general. I think that we are going to have a great time together this summer.
I’m going to get back into speaking French, as Nat can speak French French since she spent a couple of years in Meribel, which is great, and we can both teach Malcolm some French.

Each night we have a campfire, in a well built firepit surrounded by rocks, which we’ve cooked baked potatos, rice, falafal, quinoa, stuffed tomatos, eggs, toast and more on. It’s great, living out here, rent free is wonderful. It doesn’t hurt being so close to USA that we can see the border as supermarket prices are really low. It’s a shame my passport os en route from Banff, so we can’t go and see the states right now.

So it rained heavily last night, and my tent now has a couple of puddles inside, a $30 tent is expected to leak I guess but can I be expected to keep this tent if I am to live in it for four months? Maybe the rain is a freak thing. This is the wettest year ever around here, so maybe it’ll get back to normal and dry up, or maybe not. I also forgot to mention that I have bought a skateboard.

The day before leaving Banff, I emptied out my coin tin to count up $212 so with Malcolm being a great skater, it makes sense that if I’m not snowboarding, I can still be working on my riding in summer, so I have started learning to skate. Better late than never, how many people start skating at my age? Not many I think. I’ve had three days trying and it’s going well, so far I’m just working on my balance, but this should work great as training for winters, as well as keeping me active and fit! Bring on the grazed elbows.

Enjoy some photos (why exactly the upload has turned these upside down i have no clue, but i have things to do in town, so it will have to stay like that for now), and (no idea why they are so small, so something else to work on for next time!):

New life

Friday, June 4th, 2010

So time for new beginnings.

But I’ll start with a recap of the last few weeks;

So after I finisked working at Nakiska I had plenty of time to ride for myself. I purchased a new snowboard in the sales for just over $200 to replace my years old board. All of this lead to huge improvements in my riding, and me performing new tricks and gaining lots more confidence.

I started working as a line cook in the Elk and Oarsman pub, the busiest pub in town. I worked on the salad/pizza/desert section so could munch on yummy fresh food all the time. Being able to take food home meNtion saving spending on groceries too! It was fun working there, met a few good people and made some good contacts.

I started socialising more with my new found time, and not having to wake up for six am. So this gave me time with my friends and party a bit more.

At the end of the season, the last day we went to Slush Cup. I started off by tobogganning from the highest lift on the mountain, which was crazy. Nobody on a board could keep up with me down the longest black run, only alan could manage, and that was with the brakes on. I hit moguls went flying and throw myself off to stop, heart pounding I saw the ski patrol waiting for me to tell me off. Needless to say he was nice, and just called all of the lifts to stop us from taking the sled up again.
So maybe I’d pushed fate and come off fine, for later while making my last run I caught an edge and fell down hard. Had it not been raining over the weekend, then snowing, turning the mountain to ice, I would had been fine. But hitting the ground face first onto ice left me checking for all of my teeth and questioning where all of the blood was coming from. Well I should have been wearing goggles because my sunglasses cut the bridge of my nose. I smashed my nose in causing a big nose bleed, and I grazed the skin from my face from chin to forehead.
The lively lady in ski patrol cleaned me up, gave me a little plaster so I could wear my glasses to protect my eyes from the sun and off I went to enjoy the festivities. My first slush cup was fun all in all.
Why is it I manage to smash my face up each year?

So I looked haggered and scary for a good week, I can only breathe a little through my nose, and I have a mousache because I can’t shave my upper lip.

I got a hold of a ticket to Sasquatch, a music festival in Washington state that Alan and co. were going to and I had come to think I had no chance of getting to. I rode down in convoy with some guys I’d never met, a great road trip with much junk food along the way, 13 hours in all. The venue ‘The Gorge’ is possibly one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. It’s a canyon like the Grand Canyon, but smaller and greener with a natural amphitheatre and beautiful sunsets.
The music was great especially LCD Soundsystem, Vampire Weekend, Z Trip, Booka Shade, Simian Mobile Disco and Deadmaus, and I had a good dance.
So I met some great people and had an awesome last weekend with Alan, Chris, Sarah and Sarah, so farewell to them I’ll miss them.

On the way back to Banff, I didn’t want to go back, we had trouble at the border, misunderstanding a question, getting searched and fined for not declaring alcahol. But on the upside we some a family of black bears, momma and three cubs, my first sighting of bears!

This left me with 2 days to sort my life out, pack up and clean the house.
So lots of farewells and help from Malcolm and so we left Banff, Malcolm, Natalie and I in her VW Golf laden down, roof rack piled high off on the next adventure.

We drove west, stopping got lunch in Revelstoke, an awesome mountain town.

We then hit BC and the Oakanagon valley where we’ll live for the next few months. We’ve come to pick fruit and live a leaisurely summer on the farm. I called around a few weeks ago, with little positive response but one guy Al we met up with us has given us a place to set tent, and given us lots of advice, no promise of work but things are looking positive.

So this is our new life and we are super excited for this will be a wonderful summer!

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10,000 miles

Monday, November 9th, 2009

So we’re in calgary and our odometer shows a figure of 175,000 which means we’ve driven ten thousand miles around north America!

ok so i just tried to make the route in google maps, and google maps couldn’t manage it, it found it too big and the page crashed, wicked google!

i have had enough driving for now, and we’re only 1,700 miles from where we started in Los Angeles, but we did take the scenic route, which has been great fun. i don’t think i need to recap here, as everything we have done is down below in this blog. i just have to show some photos!

i’m sat in some dingy econolodge, the radiator wouldn’t turn off, so we have the air conditioning on, don’t tell the environment, but somebody has removed all radiator controls, and the only other option was to sleep with the door open, but maybe the -4 outside would make it too chilly in here.

alan’s just woken now, so i guess time to do stuff.

regina was cool, we had no number or address for the guy who we were staying with, but we did know where he worked, and it all worked out as we arrived when he did, and he even got the night off. so we went and had dinner and saw some bars, alan picked up this pretty but really stupid girl and well it was fun.

yesterday we headed off out on the road for what was the hardest, most boring drive of the trip. we had 500 miles on prairie lands to cross. we had to do all we could to keep from passing out while driving. this involved absolutely horrible music, throwing grapes out of the window to have them crash on the front of the car and general being annoying to each other, but we made it here to calgary to drive past a bar showing the kiwi’s playing wales on tv.

so rugby, pie mac and cheese and a pint made for a nice finish to the day.

there seem to be a noticable number of english, ozzy and kiwi people around here, and i guess it’s the close proximity to the snowy mountains.

so alan has to goto customs and beg for his ski bag to be released and then off we go to banff, can’t wait, mountains, snow, and the lifts open wednesday!!!

photos: alan trying to play patience in the car, our greek breakfast yesterday and the nothingness expanse we drove across yesterday. i notice the iphone photos aren’t great quality, buggar!

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There always becomes a reason

Sunday, October 11th, 2009

Nouvelle Orleans.
It’s interesting to say the least. The experience thus far has been great, almost overwhelming.
So we drove through the back roads, swamps, alligators, needing the toilet like no other day. We drove the most zig zag route into here in search of interest.
Our host is intriguing, involved in politics here, half Jewish, half catholic, half Italian, totally American and gay. I/we haven’t had so many/strong discussions that aren’t bullshit in a long time, well as brothers, ever.
We’ve had a great tour of town, and local beers, and some else.
We watched a football game, on TVs. We had a bar crawl, being that each bar that we went to wasn’t fun enough for supporting the local college team. We met people, well Vincenzo knows everybody in town. We met the bucket man, who sang alan and I a sang inside a bucket!
In the end we came back home, I guess at 11pm ish to cook gumbo, and for me, pasta. The other couchsurfer came back from being musical, and together we chatted away while cooking failed. But we drank the chili wine. We chatted about life and Krishna, and lucid dreaming, and ioraska(maybe I can’t spell that), and katrina, and new Orleans, and now everybody is laying to sleep in the dark but me.
I think it’s time, gone five hours of cooking, eating and chatting to meet the zzzzz’s

Daan saf y’all

Tuesday, October 6th, 2009

We ended up spending almost a week in New Mexico, a bit longer than the expected day and a half. We certainly enjoyed our time there.
As you can tell we aren’t in NM any longer but now Texas, so far we drove 60 miles and saw 2 cars until we got to this town for a late mexibrunch.
Albuquerque was pretty cool, and felt like we were there three days, rather than the 1.5 that was reality. It was our first couchsurf of the trip, staying with jessica and cloice near their university. So first off we went out to a greek night held by a church. Nothing religious, but Greek food, dancing, drinking and fun. We even tried dancing, couldn’t get the footwork down but was a laugh. Love for spinaköpita! After we had a bit of a drink with their friends before turning in.
Shame it wasn’t an early night as we had to get up at half four un the morning, which was painful. And so cold that it required dressing for winter. We had to queue for a park and ride, yellow school bus #3, and queue and queue again for the event, toilet, lame breakfast burrito. We spent a good while watching the bizarre spectacular that is known as Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta, the worlds largest event of this type. Literally 100,000s of people from all overbthe world come to see around 750 hot air balloons taking off, or for some just attemping, supposedly the worlds most photographed event! It’s was cool, amazing, surreal, cold and we we knackered.
So after another sleep we woke up, feeling like a new day we went into town for a chill, chat and pizza. Later after being locked out, we went out to a blues night, which I’d pretty cool, no way I’d try to dance to that, bit it was enjoyable to sit and watch and drink the night away. I had a minimal sleep being kept up by our host, but we escaped yesterday after an authentic new Mexican meal, not to be tried again!
Yesterday we passed by White sands, where the first atom bomb was tested, they still create misiles and there are the White sands dunes. In the middle of nowhere are some pure brilliant White beautiful sand dunes, great for some fun, photos and alan to get his second run in with the law. Luckily for him he still managed to go Scott free.
Later we arivedbin Carlsbad, a little late, for our next couchsurf experience where we slept from arrival to departure. Oh and barely escaped alive thanks to that mental dready dog. All fingers still attached we went to the the caverns by the same name which was awesome. Not the largest, deepest or longest cave system in the world, maybe the beautifulest. It’s a nice long walk, with lots of geological wonder.
So no more new Mexico, time for the mammoth state of Texas, which doesn’t sound too exciting, going by lonely planet and Lets Go guide books.
It’s about time we made some distance.

Wild west hippies

Saturday, October 3rd, 2009

We’ve had a great couple of days. After an uninspiring drive across new Mexico we went to Santa Fe to kill some time, couple of days, and stopped in a nice hotel, used the gym and went for Chinese. They even make the Chinese food with chillies, well this is the state of chillies.
We then took out bloated selves into town to find a bar, and found a good long bar, good music called el paseo. Beers later and we got chatting to cha, jack and katy, with 2 hours until cha’s birthday we drank until it came time to start doing shots, and when that bar closed at two onwards to the next bar for some smokey magic, and fuzzyness before getting a lift to the hotel.
Yesterday morning alan and I went for a wander around town. It’s pretty, all classic architecture, brown, earthy and full of art. The city is known to be a centre of creative people, and is america’s oldest capital, celebrating it’s 400th anniversary this month! America is barely over half that age.
So we had some brunch, a priceyish rooftop cafe, and I had a salad. My salad involved a lettuce cut into clean quarters and placed on my plate just like that with some decoration. Nice!
So after that we hooked up with the guys from the last night and Thomas and off we went into the wilderness to shoot off a rifle. We can’t shoot for damn, missing bottles, but it was about the experience. Not an experience I care to do any time soon, it was strange to say the least, but all part of our American adventure.
After that we drove down to diablo canyon near the rio grand and wandered up to a cliff. This is the first time for me to climb since indoors at Zurich last autumn, first time ever on a real mountain, and same for alan but maybe he hadn’t climbed in many a year. Fun for sure, scary too, tiring definately, but one hell of a view and great to hang out with some awesome guys.
After, we headed back to jack and katie’s where we all mucked in to cook dinner, other people coming and going, yum and fun.
On to poker, I like to take risks, make it exciting, and got kicked out thrice, great, so shots an later alan won.
Today we gathered our heads together, said our farewells and drive off into the country.
We randomly found Madrid, otherwise known as Mad rid. Once a mining town, then and now a hippy town, but made famous by a john travolta film ‘wild hogs’ it’s super bizarro, eclectic, new age, pretty cool. I tried me some fried green tomatoes on a salad, not bad. Well that was it for Madrid bar a few photos and we drove on, wishing grandpa happy birthday by phone and off yo get lost.
Lunch hadn’t been filling enough so we took a right turn, signed to a diner, toward a ski area. We ended up a mile higher, overlooking Albuquerque, so cool view, bloody cold and had lunch número dos.
Fun fun, now we are outside jessica, not rachael’s place in Albuquerque, our couchsurfing hosts for the next two nights waiting for their return home.

Eat my dust

Wednesday, September 30th, 2009

Check this out a plane in Germany hits a flock of starlings. http://m.gizmodo.com/site?t=IQxSOq4TnD4FiWtHRytU8A&sid=gizmodoip

Alan and I are now in New Mexico, a first for both of us.
We’ve had great fun off roaring through hunting country, in an attempt to find somewhere to have a pic nic/avoid the boring interstate. It wad fun, and the car is now brown and dusty.
We woke up and headed into Sedona to check out the scenery. Sedona is like the Glastonbury of USA. It is supposed to have the highest natural energies on the planet, so it’s super new agey, and people are pretty friendly. Due to the natural naturedness of the place, the architecture is pretty earthy, so much so that the place looks like the flintstones, especially with the rock formations towering above. So imagine macdonalds in the flintstones, that’s what I call trippy!
So afterthat we did our cross country fun, making sone top gear style movies :)
So after that we headed down to the petrified forest, it’s safe to say we expected something a little more awesome, but we had fun, and watched another mind blowing sunset.
We say goodbye to one of the most beautiful mind blowing geologically stunning states. And we have had our second day with clouds.
So now we find ourselves on the Route 66 in a motel in Gallup, New Mexico, all because there weren’t any places back in the other side of Arizona.
We have little idea what we are doing tomorrow, or the next few days, so I guess we have a lie in and wait and see.

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Every fifteen minutes

Sunday, September 27th, 2009

the trains go past this lodge/hotel, so it’ll be ear plugs tonight.
Yesterday I didn’t quite get my mind around how awesome it was to skydive. We were suited up by half eight in the morning having gone out til 3am. Then I was the last into the plane. There were 2 pilots, 6 jumpers with 6 instructors. Then the plane drifted off and up into the sky, it felt so surreal, the ground disappearing away, as we sat facing the tail of the plane. I was by the hatch, part open I could put my hand outside and feel the wind as we gained altitude. Being last on meant first out and down, just big smiles from me, I was lucky, though missed seeing the others falling out of the plane. I had the chance to hold the controls and spin us down to the ground while the guy behind me hinted at tips. All in all it wasn’t anywhere near as scary or aldrenalin pumping, but was well worth the money, and I will definately try it again.
So after we had pizza delivered to our room we headed out middayish. First off to the Stratosphere hotel. It’s a tower like a telecommunication tower, 800ft high, 112 floors. Other than a restaurant at that level are three fairground style rides.
Again the train blares past, these trains are enormous, 3 locomotives at the front and rear, so you can imagine how many cars long they are, and how long they take to pass!
So these rides were high, involving being thrown off the tower, swung around it and shot up from it. Hot, sunny, scary, wonderful views and super fun.
After that we went across the road to the Sahara hotel, where they have a Nascar themed bar. In this bar is a competition whereby if you manage to finish eating their 6lb burrito you get it for free. 6 f*€#¥>g pounds of food, that’s enormous, the size of a baby human! So there is a wall of shame, as if you partake in the big eat, you are sat in a fenced off table area and photographed. If you fail you go on the wall of shame. In the nine months of this year nine people have managed this. As you’d have guessed most are large men, but two were actually skinny, and none are women! The hotel had a wicked fast rollercoaster, the goes from the hotel, outside through the sidewalk, the backwards again.
Afterwards we wandered the other end of the strip, saw the bodies exhibit that tours the world, awesome to see inside real bodies, a little freaky but much more informative than an A-level text book.
We then had a casino/bar crawl down the strip; excalibur, new York new York(including the rollercoaster, I triedbto record a video on camera, resulting in the ride being stopped while me camera was temporarily confiscated), MGM, the finally some champagne in Paris. Another highlight was the M&M store, four floors of M&M memorabilia!
So that was us knackered, walking back to out hotel for dinner and watched a film(Anchorman) before passing out, what a Saturday!
Today we’ve driven via the Hoover dam, along the famous Route 66 and are now in an Indian reservation called Hualapai, on the southwest of the Grand Canyon. It’s a lovely lodge, food so tastey, and tomorrow we’re off to have more fun.
Until tomorrow we have fun with trying to sleep with the trains going past. Good night.

Concrete jungle

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

Super tired, jet lagged still I suppose.
Breakfast included orange juice made from oranges picked from the tree in the garden no longer than twenty minutes earlier, couldn’t be much fresher or yummier!
Today alan, gunnar and I have been driving around from city to city in Los Angeles. We were on the road nine hours, and have had some experiences. The car sales men, and even nice ladies seem to have no clu about cars, being incapable or unwilling to explain issues like such as why the 4 wheel drive or air conditioning doesn’t work, or even being unable to speak English. So there has been one promising Chevrolet Yukon. We’ll have to see what options there are tomorrow.
The flight was long, yum food, plenty o’ booze and films; Star trek, Fast and furious, Fifty dead men walking and Terminator salvation. I’d say watch star trek, but the best was the indi Irish film, fifty dead men walking, so find it and watch it.
It’s cool to be back in the sun, and it still hasn’t hit in that we’re on holiday, let alone left Europe for who knows long. I guess this is just life.
And Connie and Gunnar are lovely.
Who wants to walk the great wall of china with me?
Time for a barbie.

Revitalismo

Saturday, September 12th, 2009

Cooling off.
Dad, Alison, Paul, sophie, alan and I are near Salisbury at the maybe’s house in the country. We had a nice nature hunt in wellies. Then snooker, the oldies being smashed by the kids. A lovely home meal was followed by a crazy three a side familiy on on family ping pong match, which was pretty chaotic. Five balls at once is hard to follow.
So what better way than to have a sauna/swim session? So ultimatly I feel tired but freshhhh.
My walk Tuesday was great, I wrote a poemish thing. Then sweated a whole load and ate lots of free fruit.
Wednesday involved doing Very little. Dad alan and I saw district 9 in letchworth cinema, nice, comfy, cheap. I must say that the film I worth watching, it’s a new idea, with good morals. The basics are refugee treatment, and solidarity and freedom, see it, it’s wicked!
Yesterday we had a memorial for Ian/Nam, with some old family friends, families who we grew up with, nanny, some of his school friends, and family. It was emotional, but wonderful. Again yo hear such wonderful things, atop a hill under the sun was great. Being talked into taking part was definately worth it, it was cleansing, and left me feeling great.
Afterwards, some came back to dads for dinner, and it was the first time that us Home Farm kids were together in donkey’s years.
So to bed and a day of who knows what tomorrow.

 

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