Arnie said it, I’ve said it… and now I am, I’m back. Continue reading I’m baaaaack!
Category Archives: Travelling
The Africa coast to coast adventure so far…
It seems like a lifetime ago, yet was actually only 4 weeks ago, that I rocked up in Yeovil to Tri UK to collect the Focus bicycle that we were kindly donated by Tri UK for the Africa coast to coast trip. Continue reading The Africa coast to coast adventure so far…
Tips for avoiding single-use plastic
How did we get into this single-use plastic mess? Continue reading Tips for avoiding single-use plastic
Check out my New Zealand highlights
Three minutes around New Zealand on a bamboo bike…
a whistlestop tour of New Zealand by bamboo bike… no pedalling required!
Post trip blues come and go
I’ve had post trip blues before. Not recently, I admit, because usually I am so excited to be back, see family and friends, I am making plans for the next chapter, trying to find work, or I am simply amazed by having full time electricity, access to a fridge and the ability to drink clean, fresh water directly from the tap. Continue reading Post trip blues come and go
One reunion to rule them all
I have been lucky enough to have many reunions with dear friends during this visit to New Zealand. But one stood out in my heart more than the others. Continue reading One reunion to rule them all
The Land of Quakes
I lived in New Zealand for 4 years and have felt enough earthquakes to last me a lifetime. Continue reading The Land of Quakes
A whale of a time in Kaikoura
When I was younger I sent off lots of competition entry forms from the back of wildlife magazines. One day, out of the blue, I was gobsmacked to actually receive a prize in the post; Continue reading A whale of a time in Kaikoura
Presenting underwater with my real life heroes
It’s been a whirlwind of a few weeks. I keep thinking this trip can’t get any more wonderful. And then along comes the next adventure to prove me wrong.
Continue reading Presenting underwater with my real life heroes
I can’t stop the feeling
I woke up this morning with this feeling like I just didn’t want to leave Gisborne.
As I stretched and gave my eyes a morning rub, I saw the orange glow of a wonderful sunrise unfolding outside.
Oh the places you’ll go (and the people you’ll meet)
The places you’ll go are certainly all rather magical. But for me, it’s also about the people you meet along the way.
Continue reading Oh the places you’ll go (and the people you’ll meet)
Buses, reunions and steep hills
I have sinned. And I don’t even really seek forgiveness. I am ok with what I have done and I might even do it again. My crime… well, it is considered gaspworthy cheating in bicycle touring circles…
I mentioned that I went to see (and met) Jack Johnson right?! ? Whilst there at the
It’s always better when we’re together…
There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard that would sum up the past week.
I’ve just smashed through the 2,000 mark with the number of children I have presented to since starting out on my bike just under 4 weeks ago, which has been an awesome rollercoaster. But that is not the focus of this little snippet. Continue reading It’s always better when we’re together…
Come join me underwater
When you get under the surface of the sea and share time with amazing creatures, large and small, you come back to land feeling fully recharged.
I was lucky enough to visit the Poor Knights Islands last week with Dive! Tutukaka. Not only did they take us to some of Jacques Cousteau’s favourite dive sites (the stuff of dreams), but they also told us about the history and cultural significance of the islands. ?❤
Enjoy a couple of minutes of saltwatery goodness!
The Force is strong here
Arohanui – it is Maori for much love / deep affection, but goes deeper than just those words. It’s right inside your soul. I can’t think of a better way to describe the start of my plastic kaupapa (principles calling me to action) trip around New Zealand. Continue reading The Force is strong here
The little queen of nurdles
Join us on a visit to Nurdle Beach… OK, it was not really called Nurdle Beach. It’s called Mangawhai Heads. But take 5, grab a cuppa and find out about the nurdleyness…
P Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney
With all the planning, trip admin, bike making, networking and leaving parties that I have recently been doing, I was starting to feel a bit like Dory. There was a hazy memory that I was going somewhere, but I got so caught up in all the jobs I had to do and enjoying my time with friends, that I kept forgetting that I was Sydney-bound. Continue reading P Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney