I had a face, an address, and a name but nothing concrete to tie whoever the fuck this was to Simone apart from anecdotal 'maybes'. She was still denying flatly she was seeing anyone (I asked that question so many time in many different ways and, quickly losing patience with my interrogation she clammed up. … Continue reading David from work…
Category: Antarctica
Cycles
Well well well...here we are again. It's been close to 10 years now since I started this narrative of sorts for exactly the reason I’m turning back to it today: almost exactly to the day even (give or take a few months) and surprise surprise I'm back where I started. Broken, grieving and being kicked … Continue reading Cycles
Damn!…
September 2023 was the last poor excuse for a post I could muster up! Sorry about that but at least you've been spared the constant whining. Downside is that you've missed out on the ins and outs of the past few years both good and bad. Mostly good though. Shit. What's happened since September 2023, … Continue reading Damn!…
regrowth…
2022 eh. So far this year has had some interesting developments (completely out of the blue) which required some emergency mental gymnastics, mildly Machiavellian plotting and 'wake the fuck up' decision making. The short story is that I'll be staying in New Zealand for the forseeable future. Long term. Permanent resident this year if its … Continue reading regrowth…
compulsive vagrant…
It struck me the other day (mired deep in an existential funk, sulking about mortality and life choices) as I packed my duffle bags for yet another relocation, that being homeless by choice rather than by circumstance is actually a bit of a luxury. Especially in the pandemic era we are living through with its … Continue reading compulsive vagrant…
Porridge …
Welcome back to reality, motherf@cker! It's expensive! (Warning - the following contains a LOT of 'I" statements cos I'm too lazy to write properly at the moment and my thoughts are still a bit wobbly from what I'm hoping is T3 and not early onset dementia.) Yes I'm home, or at least closer to home … Continue reading Porridge …
firewalls…
After 6 weeks battling new IT infrastructure, servers and Internet shitfuckery I'm finally able to get back onto WordPress and hopefully catch up with what the Hell's been going on here since arrival in early October. Oh joy. The urge to write has not overtaken me lately but I'm going to make more of an … Continue reading firewalls…
gone baby, gone…
So it's 'Take 3' tomorrow morning for myself and the Scott Base crew's 9am C17 flight to Antarctica, courtesy of the good ole USAF. We were supposed to leave Friday, then Saturday, then Sunday...weather delays are part of the fun (unfortunately). Disinfected buses collect us from our managed isolation facility at 6m and will shuttle … Continue reading gone baby, gone…
exodus…
After 5 months of stress, anxiety and dislocation with uncertainty and isolation my bedfellows every sleepless night since March, I'm finally on my way out of the dumpster fire that is Australia 2020. Unfortunately not on a ship (so the Exodus analogy ends here) but rather a grumpy and sour Qantas flight to Sydney and … Continue reading exodus…
Spamdemic…#4
One key aspect of solo travel is knowing when to call it - when to blow that "full time' whistle and head home. To be able to read the signs around you, look at your motivations, assess the risks and take action. I've hammered this point to fellow travelers over the years; now to take … Continue reading Spamdemic…#4
Man Down! 