“I acknowledge that I am aware of an appreciate the real dangers and risks that are associated with visiting Livingstone Island on the Zambezi River arising inter alia from slippery rock surfaces, river currents, flash floods and the presence of wild and dangerous animals, reptiles, and insects and the real risk of suffering bodily harm, injury and even death.” As we waited for our boat at the dock of the Royal Livingstone Hotel each of us signed a waiver, as you do when participating in any risky activity. We were all aware that the risk of swimming at Devil’s Pool was a little higher than many other adrenaline activities, but that’s half the thrill of it, right? Read more
Our shirts clung to our backs and sweat rolled down our necks as we continued our ascent into the Bwindi Impenetrable Forest. The road was steep and dry and although it was early morning the Ugandan sun was hot as it beat down on us with not a cloud in the sky. We stopped often to sip water and catch our breath, put to shame by the rangers who hike the mountain daily. We trekked on slowly, steadily, not knowing if we would carry on for another hour, or another seven. Read more
Two and a half years ago today
I packed my bags and went away.
To see the world beyond the snow.
It was hard to decide where first to go.
New Zealand was first in all its glory.
Every turn I took held a new story. Read more
A relaxing night spent in Mission Beach was followed by an early morning sky dive for my brother. I opted out of this one as it wasn’t as high as the one I did in New Zealand, and I decided against the extra expense this time around. he had an absolute blast though. Proud of this kid for taking the leap and loving every second of it!
As Jared cooled down from his adrenaline high we continued our journey to Cairns. Read more