some nights were well disposed of
the nights we all burnt out
until you find a scrap of paper
or roll of film hidden in the couch
and it all comes flooding back
like a punctured cask on the floor
and you wonder why
you don’t see your friends that much anymore…

Not the greatest picture in the world. I like it though. It’s taken somewhere in some Tasmanian water. By me.

Sea Shepherd is good.

So, my girlfriend had a birthday a few days ago (that’s why we went sailing). I made her a sweet as card:

This is the front

Then BAM! You open it up to a lovely picture and message and such.

Then WHAT!?! It stands up by itself?!?! Amazing! 8th Wonder of the World!

Then you grab my head.

And pull. (no jokes please)

And MAGIC! I don’t have to give her a massage cause she can go get a proper one!

~

Pretty cool hey!!! Good ol’ original cut’n'paste cardboard stylin! I also got one of her magnificent photos framed at  Luke Wagner’s framing shop. They do a rad job! This is the photo. It’s an old bloke monk in Nepal. Straight Ledge!

~The End~

Hey! Woah! Avast! Argh! Portside! Starboard! Knots! Flathead! Good weather! Clear water! Sailing! Wooooo!

So, I’m back from a crazy 4 night sailing adventure to Burny Island. We went roughly here (we’re the blue line!):

The weather was amazing! Calm amazing days. Then rough seas with 30 knot winds! But every bay we stopped at was calm and amazing and clear and full of wonder and adventure. This is me having a great time:

Driving a yacht is called Helming!

Jumping off a boat is called jumping. This is me about to kook it badly.

Catch anything? – An undersized flat head. shut up.

Girlfriend catch anything? Yeah, 2 solid Flathead. Shut up.

SUNSETS MADE OF HEAVEN!

*photos of me by Lindsay. Photos not of me by me. Yes.

i’m going to put some of this in my trip35. in fact i already have. i took some pictures of council workers outside my house. hot. i’ll let you know how they look.  peace.

You know those old talkin’ blues songs Dylan and Woody Guthrie used to do? Like this. Well they’re rad. I found one I tried to write up in Byron Bay when I got dad’s van to drive down to tassie. if you’ve seen the van I guess you’ll know it runs pretty true.

Well i came up to Byron to see me dad
He’s pretty rad
Ain’t half bad
Probably the best dad i’ve ever had
Well he’s a nice man
Gave me a van
Says drive it own to Tassie if you can
Well, i asked him how she runs
He said like the morning after Mexican
Pretty hot
I asked him to fix the radiator
He said maybe later
He’s a great procrastinator
The vans a professional rustenator
I said anything else wrong with the mutt?
He said the break cables are cut
And all the doors are welded shut
You can get in tho
Through the window
She’s covered in rust
Bout as pretty as your mums face
She runs at a solid pace
Bout 15k maximum, so you don’t need breaks
It’s a three seater, no heater

So that guy Morey I mentioned earlier happens to be a rad photographer. I knew this but hadn’t seen his website.  He also has a blog. Check them out.

I went here to Seth’s blog and a guy called Jason Morey told Seth that judging by his photos he might like Troy Paiva. So I went here and a quite liked some of his stuff.

So you know that girl I always mention? The one with the cameras and the pretty face!? Well, her parents have a yacht and it just so happens that she was born about 22 years ago and to celebrate WE’RE GOING SAILING!!! I’ve never been sailing! I think I’ll go shopping tomorrow and maybe get an outfit like this: You know, do a kind of early morning birthday sailor jig for the lady friend. Heave away haul away! I think it’ll be pretty sexy. Anyway, once I’m done with my nautical dance moves I will sit on the deck and fish. I got myself one of these sweet flathead rigs today: I’ll let you know how I go! 4 nights on the high seas! By the time I’m done I’ll probably look like this: or this…  Peace out./