Climbing at Black Ians Rocks, on the outskirts of the Grampians. This was a very undignified effort on my behalf.
woo! new climbing shoes and shiny things.
Alex on yet another evil crack climb Nathan doing crazy things with a chair, as everyone else gradually wakes up.
new photos around from climbing over easter. la sportiva miura… hmm, my old climbing shoes need resoling now, and i’m going to need something to climb in in the meantime.
Nick bouldering at Andersens. The Easter Bunny, captured in the Mt Stapylton campground.
Alex climbing Maximus (17), The Plaque. Alex, still climbing Maximus, but with the visible assistance of the Domokun chalkbag. Megan leading Serpent (11), Mitre Rock – nice climb.
Val beats Conscientious Pontious (17) into submission. Alex playing on Snatch and Grab (21), Werribee Gorge. Val with Snatch and Grab as well.
Climbing near Hollow Mountain.
Alex competing in the slalom at Eildon Boating up on almost zero flow Waaaaay too low A quagmire of paddlers
I got up to a few things while I was in Canberra. Managed to avoid getting my fur singed in the bushfires. There are various pictures below. …russell the moose… Visiting parliament house.
At the summit of Mount Feathertop. With Emma and Megan, on the way home from Federation Hut, Mt. Feathertop
playing on the brain death boulder
I woke up at 6 this morning. Now even under the ordinary turn of events I would consider this a calamitous state of affairs. But this morning I woke up at 6 due to the fact that the door to my house is only a couple of metres from my head when I am sleeping. I have the privilege of a room that is right next to the front door. So when people aren’t careful about how they close the door, and let it slip through their fingers instead of closing it gently, the bang of the door slamming resonates … Continue reading the door
This is just a random post in the backwaters of the site to put up the lyrics from some songs by my flatmates band, Lemuria (if that is still their name). I initially put them up on my site around this time, but as the format of the site has changed, they don’t really fit in anymore. I helped write bits and pieces; meanwhile the band has done some recordings, written more songs, and I haven’t heard them play in ages (31/1/05).
At the summit of Mount Stirling, back in August 2002. Being a hardcore tourist in Sydney, in January 2002. On top of Diapason (7), Mount Arapiles, in early January 2002.
Unwilling to go too near the edge Eric and I, preparing a cold dinner Zooom.
Desperate attempts to boulder. Nick on The Dope Man.