Sail
Return of the Gypsy
Yes, it’ the sequel… It’s time to finish what was started…My old friend, Unemployment, has returned to me and it’s now or never (so obviously it’s now). Back in 2010, when my Soccer World Cup Read more…
Sail
The End of the Chapter
It’s amazing how life rolls on… One random Chapter after the next…. CHAPTER 1- Growing Up Back in 1984 1984 -1980somrtthing Also in the 80s CHAPTER 2 – Growing a brain This is not actually Read more…
Explore
Life. (Because you’re not dead yet)
Once upon a new years eve… in a car bar… because you don’t actually have to go out to have fun… Bungee jumping, licking a president, reproducing, writing a novel, taxidermising a pet, starting an Read more…
Cycle
Take any Old Year – Turn it Stupendously Epic
I’m not sure how I’ve survived 2012: I’ve fallen 869 times, crashed 3 motorbikes, blown 17 bicycle tyres, licked any and everything, hitched 2687 km, cycled 2953 km, motorbiked 3214 km, sailed some 13 060.8 Read more…
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Out of the Abyss : Still a Blip in a Vortex of Blue
[continued from http://barefootedgypsy.blogspot.com/2012/11/into-abyss-but-blip-in-ocean.html] Week 3 and still we hadn’t caught up to the drowning sun. The heavens still had balls of fire to fling about. The ocean still held suicidal fish to die upon our Read more…
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Into the Abyss : But a Blip in the Ocean
“When I grow up, I wanna be a pirate.” – Former me, age 5ish… And I really did. I wanted to swing by ropes from boat to boat waving plastic swords (all swords are plastic Read more…
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Some Epic Title… [The End of My World]
TEN…. NINE…. EIGHT… Thoughts are racing around my head like a giant disorganized herd of pregnant water buffalo playing ice hockey with sharpened samurai swords: Are we actually ready? What have we forgotten? Will we Read more…
Explore
Do you Speak Lion?
Us human types are always on the run. As an African, I learned to run before I could walk – it’s the only way to dodge the lions and hippos and the Tokaloshe. And then you Read more…
Explore
How to Lick a Dragon
I’ve spent a good portion of my grown-up life chasing mythical creatures: mermaids, unicorns, leprechauns, “the one”, and now a new sort of quest has evoked me – the dragon hunt. Because my flying academy Read more…
Sail
Equatorial Escapades : Homeish at Last
The purple seas swarmed rigorously about me as I tried in desperation to locate south and; more importantly, the captain. Clearly the breathing of fresh Southern hemisphere air was too much for him to handle, Read more…