Journal
Running the rail trail in Wānaka for lake and mountain viewsWānaka is an easy place to romanticise as a runner: a clear lake, sharp peaks, dry tussock hills and a town compact enough to reach the waterfront before…Riding the long left: a surfer's guide to Raglan's point breakThe first time I paddled out at Manu Bay, the swell had fizzled to barely shoulder-high, the kind of session most point-break purists would write off as…Light and Wind in the Galápagos: A Sailing Photographer's NotesThe first time a frigatebird glided into my viewfinder against a sky lit by a setting equatorial sun, I knew the Galápagos would be a recurring chapter in my…Paddling the Apostle Islands from a Madeline Island base campFor Australian paddlers used to turquoise water and warm breezes, Lake Superior hits differently. The largest freshwater lake on the planet by surface area…Looking after your wetsuit between sessionsYou don't need to be a soul surfer from Torquay to know that a decent wetsuit in Australia can set you back the best part of a grand. A solid 4/3mm fullsuit…Driving into the desert: Mesquite Dunes and Badwater BasinWhen you picture the American Southwest, the mind tends to drift toward red rock canyons and wide desert skies. Death Valley National Park sits at the far edge…Running the rim of a forgotten canyonThe Black Canyon of the Gunnison sits on the wrong side of the Rockies for most international travellers, tucked between Montrose and Gunnison in a corner of…Surfing Dennis Beach on Cape Cod: East Coast summer swellWhen you picture Cape Cod, you probably imagine clapboard cottages, lobster shacks and beach umbrellas on the warm sand of Cape Cod Bay. The surf side of the…Sailing the Bras d’Or Lakes in Nova Scotia: Tides and TraditionsThe Bras d’Or Lakes form a remarkable inland sea at the heart of Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia. Sheltered from the full force of the Atlantic, the water…Paddling the Myakka River Among Alligators and Ancient CypressThe first time I dipped a paddle into the tea-coloured water of the Myakka River, the surface barely rippled. A heron lifted off the bank in a slow, lazy arc,…