Views from a Mountain

There is no way around it; I cannot get up Mount Taranaki. Even if it wasn't insanely dangerous in the middle of this cold snap, nobody will lend me any gear. Instead, here are some photos from the top of Mount Luxmore.
Posted On 31 May 2013
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Mental Warfare

Today, it is way too cold to climb Mount Taranaki. Tomorrow the weather will be better. So I wait… …and eat cake…and drink tea…and stareĀ at Mount Taranaki. I’m getting inside its head. Psyching it out for the big day. I’m playing mind games...
Posted On 29 May 2013
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Plugging In. Charging.

There is a special solitude one can only find in a city. Walking the mountains or standing by the road, I am alone - but out of necessity. Here in busy Wellington, I have the freedom to truly and constantly choose to be by myself. I am utterly content.
Posted On 27 May 2013
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The Plane of Destiny

After a week on the road, hitch-hiking, knife forging and jade carving, I finally arrive in Nelson...and promptly leave. It is a fantastic city, but it lacks something that Wellington possess. Namely, TENACIOUS D!
Posted On 21 May 2013
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Forging the Emperor’s Blade

24 years ago today, the Great Smith in the Sky forged my own Brother in Thunder, Emperor Matthias Bunn. In his honour, I stepped up to the anvil...and forged my first blade.
Posted On 19 May 2013
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Not Climbing the Glacier

The Franz Josef glacier looks lie a dying animal. Withdrawing into the mountains, it gushes salty grey blood as hikers descend upon it from helicopters. Suddenly, I don't want to climb this glacier. That's what I tell myself. The reality is that I can't afford to.
Posted On 18 May 2013
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Grits and Shits. All Outta Both…

I think I might be exhausted . My legs aren't working, my back aches and my head feels like it is full of week-old rum and coke. To cure myself, I tried climbing a mountain.
Posted On 16 May 2013
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Lake Wanaka

Wanaka is truly beautiful, even by the standards New Zealand has thus far been setting. There, I scaled Mount Iron and performed minor gymnastic feats, before running back to town.
Posted On 15 May 2013
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Mount Iron

Today, I took inspiration from a large group of tourists, who were climbing on a decorative rock and standing on one leg for a photo. So I scaled Mount Iron...and stood on one arm.
Posted On 15 May 2013
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Highway 97

Where is the point in being able to run a half marathon if, when a key objective is 22km away, you do not run there? With a full backpack. And no water. After walking 130km through the mountains...
Posted On 12 May 2013
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