Kiwiburn – The Robots are Coming

Stripped back to a neanderthal state, I writhe in a pit of mud and silt, naked, reduced to the earth I have come from.  Now the colour of ash and clay, I ritualistically cover my body and observe the fellow neanderthals around me at Kiwiburn.

Gender, race, religion, political views – none of it matters now as we reside here as a unified collective. The sun bakes down and turns our new coat to concrete, before we wash our mud, our burdens, our default lives away in the river. We are reborn.

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Adventure is only a State of Mind


Adventure is only a state of mind.

Adventure is about stretching yourself physically, mentally, culturally or emotionally.

Its about doing what you love, doing what you wouldn’t normally do, pushing yourself hard and to the best of your ability. It’s about exploring places you wouldn’t normally explore, meeting and accepting people that may not fit it inside your usual mould of normality. About being prepared to be humbled, maybe even humiliated in the name of personal growth.

If this is true, then adventure is all around us, we have the potential to live and breathe adventure everywhere we go. And this means it’s accessible to all – no matter your budget, your fears or your current situation. Adventure does not discriminate.

Adventure is only a state of mind!

As such, upon hearing the term “microadventure” (coined by a bloke called Alastair Humphreys in GB) I’ve decided to adopt a year of these mini adventures to satisfy my restless adventurous soul. What are they?

“A microadventure is an adventure that is short, simple, local, cheap – yet still fun, exciting, challenging, refreshing and rewarding.”

As the world’s population becomes increasingly urbanised, busy, and stuck in front of a screen, microadventures offer a realistic escape to wilderness, simplicity and the great outdoors, without the need to ski to the South Pole or go live in a cabin in Patagonia. They’re accessible to people like me with very little inner Bear Grylls, and they’re simple enough to drag your friends on!

So here we go. 12 months of Microadventures. Starting now. In no particular order I am planning to do the following:

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Bura Bootcamp: Surfing, Hiking and Yoga

My legs feel like the muscles have turned to lead as I climb the stairs to the Bura rooftop. Crawling from the sweet cocoon of my bunk a serious battle after 3 days on the Bura Bootcamp. But the sun salutations were calling, and lying on the roof in Shavasana doesn’t seem a bad alternative to sleeping.

In the distance I can hear the town of Lagos slowly waking and a chorus of birdsong summoning the sun from her hiding place. A soft orange hue begins to colour-in the surrounding whitewashed buildings and they appear to glow in the morning light.

Miri, a sun goddess in her own right sits cross-legged and fresh faced in the corner of the rooftop. An absolute bronzed diva, I can see why all the women want to be her, and the men want to be with her. She has a figure we could only aspire to, and the aura of a true Zen master. Continue reading Bura Bootcamp: Surfing, Hiking and Yoga

An Auckland Camping Guide

New Zealand is well-known for it’s stunning coastlines, pristine forests and rolling landscapes. As a result, camping is an essential part of any kiwi summer experience.

But while many escape the cities to camp in New Zealand’s most iconic destinations – some of the North Island’s most beautiful camping spots are actually within an hour’s drive of Auckland’s CBD.

Imagine campsites alongside the rugged and raw West Coast beaches, waking to the sound of the mighty Atlantic Ocean slamming into the coastline. Or sometimes, waking up to incredible peeling waves as the salt spray turns into a glittering sunrise.

Below are some of the best camping areas in Auckland – managed by the local council so the facilities are top notch!

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Walking the Hillary Trail

Lying on the damp grass at the Piha Camping Ground, I was pleased to have conquered day two of the Hillary Trail. A duck-gang waddles past me mocking my tired legs, and all I can think about is a beer and a burger at the RSA. 43.5 km down and I think I’ve found my new favourite place in New Zealand. Today was surreal.

An ethereal misty morning greeted us at 7am in Whatipu as we hauled our loads out of the Lodge. Stuffed full of bacon sandwiches and coffee we’d swindled from the kitchen, I donned a pack known only as “the monster” and said good morning to the biggest incline of the trip. As the fear began to settle into the back of my mind (and legs) I couldn’t help but remain positive while surrounded by misty sea views and forest dripping with morning dew. Smiles were promised of the day.

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