Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 7

Everything was frozen this morning. Condensation hadn't even bothered forming, the window was just covered in frost which I grudgingly admitted was pretty and took photos of it against the better judgment of my fingers which weren't enjoying being outside of my mittens. People not used to using bucket flushes tend to miss a lot [...]

Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 6

I woke up this morning, wriggled partially out of my sleeping bag, pulled back the curtain and wiped at the condensation. It didn't fucking move. The condensation was frozen in place. I braced myself and slid the rest of the way out of my bag, went in search of a toilet and met Melissa on [...]

Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 5

It's not often you get to watch the sunrise over Mount Everest without getting out of bed. Actually I did get out of bed. I wormed my way out of my epic -20°C rented down sleeping bag, wiped the condensation off the window and once I'd picked my jaw up off the floor I pissed [...]

Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 3

It was cloudy when we rocked up to Namche Bazaar and you do kinda forget where you are when it's cloudy then this morning we woke up to this view. Oh hello, gorgeous tiny mountain town! Namche is pretty much the last place you can get cash out, change money, or eat meat without the [...]

Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 2

After yesterday's relatively chilled stroll downhill, today was pretty much when we were somewhat brutally reminded that the majority of this trek would be of the upwards persuasion as we made our way from 2640 to 3440 metres. To be fair though our general pace could be described as more of a shuffle than an [...]

Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 1

Lukla is probably the world's most dangerous airport. The runway is 527 metres long which is essentially two tenths of fuck all in actual real life runway terms and it slopes at a 12% gradient because if it didn't, shit would crash. There's no margin for error, you can't just decide halfway through landing that [...]

This Is My Last Resort

So back in 2009, me and my sister did our very first bungee jumps together in Queenstown, New Zealand. Since then I've needlessly thrown myself off various structures in the name of adrenaline but Nat hasn't and as soon as we'd confirmed that we'd be meeting up in Nepal to walk up a massive fucking [...]

Bouldering, Sunsets And Macrame

Hampi consists mainly of granite boulders which Michael pretty much couldn't get over. Granite is proper expensive in Europe and here they just use roughly cut slabs as make shift fences like it was cheap plywood or some shit. Granite boulders are also good for climbing up. I've only ever been climbing indoors before, we [...]

Canyoning In Palolem

I'm not gonna lie, I didn't really have a fucking clue what canyoning was when I purchased the extra insurance necessary to allow me to do it and have my medical bills paid should I end up in a full body cast or missing a body part or two. I just knew it was doable [...]

Cooking, Beaches And Kayaking; Standard Palolem

No, Tarrant. No. You may not feed beef momos to the tiny cow. I'm sure the tiny cow would enjoy them but it's kinda like grinding up the postman and feeding him to the neighbours wrapped in a little steamed dumpling. It's the Tibetan bovine version of Sweeny Todd. I'm also pretty sure that's how [...]