• A Safari To Remember

    For many South Africans, the term ‘bush’ or ‘safari’ is commonly associated with nostalgic memories from the world-renowned Kruger National Park, the 2 million hectare piece of wilderness that borders Zimbabwe, Mozambique and South Africa. For us, that statement stood true…that was until we had an amazing opportunity to visit Little Garonga Camp in the Makalali Nature Reserve, a short hour’s drive from the town Hoedspruit. This place, was truly a standout experience!

  • Hurricane Surfing In Cornwall

    ‘To be able to share what you do and what you know with people is just quite incredible’  – James Otter I recently found myself in the quaint surfing town of Porthtowan in Cornwall, home of the ridiculously delicious & carb-o-licious Cornish Pasty (Cornwall that is, not Porthtowan specifically). We had arrived a couple of hours before sunset and were greeted by beautiful leafy narrow country lanes flowing up and over the green hills. As we drove down the narrow lane into Porthtowan, we got our first glimpse of the glassy ocean which was dotted with surfers getting the last of some decent conditions before Hurricane Ophelia was to rear…

  • How To Start Your Own Blog

    The internet has rapidly become a place of sharing our lives with not only our friends, but with the world. We indulge in sharing stories of our daily lives, to our weekend adventures, our holidays and even our troubles & tribulations. The media platforms that allow this sharing to take place have become endless, from photo-sharing apps, to sharing live snippets from our day, filming our adventures & uploading it onto YouTube and of course, one of the oldest forms of online sharing, the blog!

  • The Ski Week – The Craziest Week of My Life

    On Friday 11 March, I left Cape Town, South Africa, for a little change of scenery. I left the sun, the waves and Summer for snow, Winter and what was to be the craziest week of my life. A little nervous and apprehensive as to not knowing what was coming my way, I headed off on my 16 hour journey to Obertauern, Austria for something called The Ski Week. On Sunday 21 March, I arrived back home from Obertauern, Austria, as sick as a dog, bruises everywhere, a little smelly and the memories from one of the best weeks of my life. For those who were as clueless as me…