Three hours west from the hustle of London, thrust from South Wales soil, is Pen y Fan.
The walk is an easy up-and-over, achievable by even the most amateur adventurer. For those more inclined toward a steeper incline, there’s a horseshoe ridge ready to take shoes to like a farrier on Sunday.
As for us — we arrived on a ‘should’ve been here yesterday’ day — with 50 shades of rain hammering the hills, and mist for miles. On that day, even the path most travelled was adventure enough, and a decent trot to test some brand new hooves (Nike SFB 15cm Boots).
This is a short, wet, and windy glimpse of Pen y Fan at her beautiful worst, and the boots at their very best.
Just a half hour west of the Gold Coast — a thousand hectares of cliffs, waterfalls, rockpools and UNESCO world heritage listed sub-tropical rainforest. UNESCO doesn't go listing any old patch of pine trees — so if UNESCO says it's worth your time, you go get it!
The Natural Bridge circuit is a paltry 1 kilometre of paved path, but it manages to pack in everything from gigantic gnarled fig trees, to waterfalls, glow-worms, a cave, and a few little creeks in between. If that doesn't sell you — it's worth noting that the waterfall is inside the cave, and the cave is filled with the glow-worms. Yep!
After 8 years warily eyeing this old dragon - in January we finally had the opportunity to climb it, and to ride it. Four and a half hours snowshoe slog to the crater, a quick drop in and a half hour scramble back out. Then straight into an hour descent through icey steeps and knee deep powder bowls.
Sountrack: Alphabet - Just Another Day (Stint Remix) [feat. ILA]
Fiji’s the best. Just four hours away (no need for filthy bathroom manoeuvres at forty thousand feet), the friendliest folk on earth, and countless ways to float around on, in or under the ocean. And when you’ve finally hauled your waterlogged hull back to shore — rum. Rum cocktails, rum on the rocks, rum and coke, eight rums united in one big rum haymaker… Bubba, I can’t feel my legs. Bula!