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The Blue Mountains

Aside from seeing the New Year in at Sydney Harbour I only really had one other touristy desire whilst I was in the Sydney area.  That one thing was to visit The Blue Mountains.

In typical fashion though, it turned out to be a bit of a last minute rush … I delayed it right until the week before I was due to commence my Surfari heading North! Nevertheless, once I’d found an ideal (and cheap!) trip I relaxed.  All I had to do was turn up now.

24 hours before I was due to leave, the offer came up to head into Sydney for an outing with a few of the Manly boys.  I hadn’t been over the water for a while and I had a hankering to see the city again … I figured it would be my last time for a good few months.  It was early afternoon and raining when we arrived, so we figured “let’s go to the pub”.  Being poor though, we ended up heading to Kings Cross for cheap backpacker beers.  Worst idea ever. All I’m gonna say here (the rest is unmentionable) is that we completely missed the last ferry home. Having lost the others at some point in the early hours (they were both fine, they found each other at Circular Quay!) I wound up paying $50 to a mercenary taxi driver to get home on my own. $50 dollars I could ill afford, but at this point, as I slowly sobered up I realised I had to be back in time. I crawled into my hostel bed around 6AM.  I had to be up by 7AM for my trip …

Somehow, I don’t know how, I made it to the pickup point in time.  I was still drunk and slept the entire bus journey.  The whole day is something of a blur if I’m honest … a bit like the weather we encountered.

The first lookout was a whiteout. I really hoped things would improve … I really wanted to see the picture postcard Three Sisters.  Fortunately for me, although not stunning weather, it improved and the rest of the day was a thoroughly pleasant experience.

I enjoyed The Blue Mountains.  I think if I could do it again, I’d stay there a couple of days and do some proper hiking.  The tour only scratched the surface of the opportunities there.

I’d also visit with a clear head …

 

The Manly Trap

I’ll apologise now.  This post has an awful lot of photographs.  You see, The Manly Trap was sprung and it had well and truly caught me.

Continuing on from the last post, I was feeling pretty low.  I didn’t know what to do next.  ‘Pretty low’ might be an understatement.  I missed my friends from home hugely and wondered if the greatest adventure of my life was just really a big mistake?

Trying to keep positive, I figured I wasn’t completely comfortable in the middle of Sydney and began to formulate a plan.  What I needed was some blue juice.  So … I’d head out to Manly for a couple of weeks, surf a bit and figure out what to do next.  But what actually happened next was that I’d end up staying in Manly for nearly 3 months and only leave when I ran out of money!

I’d had lunch with a friend (Jar-Marie) who I’d come to know as she’d been living in England with her ex-boyfriend (one of my best friends) for the previous year.  She was local to Manly and recommended I check out a backpackers hostel as a good place to crash – The Boardriders Backpackers. So, I packed my bags and found a bed.  I thought maybe I’d stay a few weeks, find a room in a house, get a part time job, stay until New Year and then head up the coast.

I found a small community of people though in the hostel … travellers who’d stepped off the plane in Sydney, headed over the water and had reached the same place I did and never left.  We called it “The Manly Trap”.

Manly is a beautiful little town about a 30 minute ferry ride from Sydney CBD.  It has bars, shops, restaurants, a good surfing beach and an abundance of coastal walks and smaller beaches close by.  It’s a party town, a holiday destination and perfect for the 20 somethings looking for fun.

Over the days, weeks and months I gradually grew into the group.  Some people left of course and new people joined, but a core crew of us always remained and we formed a close knit relationship. The photos displayed will give you a small idea, but it was a hugely fun time for me.  Days were spent surfing, hiking or simply relaxing on the beach and nights were spent watching movies or heading out to the bars on our infamous party nights.  Any thought of work flew out of the window.

When I eventually (and inevitably) ran out of money I figured I couldn’t stay any longer.  If I wasn’t careful, I’d never leave (unless it was to return home to England, tail between my legs).  One day in early February I packed my bags to head north to Brisbane.  A new city and new challenge was needed.  I didn’t find it easy though … saying goodbye to my new family and friends to once again head out alone was sad.  I was better prepared for the future though and felt far more capable.

In late October 2008, at the end of my time, I flew back into Sydney from Alice Springs.  I decided there was only one place I could spend my last days in the country and that was back at the Boardriders.  Although I was glad to be there again, it was different.  A few good friends remained; Rich, Danny, Mel and Mike …  they had never left and I wondered if they’d ever wanted to?  It wasn’t the same for me however – my time had passed.

Whilst there I slowly became aware of the new community at the hostel – different faces, but the same characters doing the same things that we’d all been doing 12 months previously. I recognised the friendships and dynamics on show and I wondered… you see…I knew now what was happening.  The Manly Trap had sprung; would any of them ever escape?

*The Sleazeriders will ride forever*

Amie Boulton

Back in October of 2015 I was invited to take part in a last minute shoot in Torquay with the amazing Amie Boulton and fellow photographer, Eleanor Stobbart.

It was a murky, freezing cold day and at this stage I was pretty new to portrait photography.  I wasn’t holding out much hope for getting decent images, but figured it’d be a great opportunity to learn from two people I admired.  Both Eleanor and Amie are super friendly and easy going and within 5 minutes of sitting down with our pre-shoot coffees we were laughing away and I knew we’d have a great day.

First location was Torquay Pier, which is a really cool structure.  On such a cold day out of season, it was really quiet so we could shoot away without any distractions.  For our second location we spotted some lobster pots around the harbour.  These easily turned into my favourite images of the day.  The colour and textures here were unreal.  The final location was a little rocky cove we found around the back of Living Coast.  We shot here until it got dark and poor Amie was shaking.  That was followed up by some good old fish and chips in order to refuel and warm up!

Here’s a bunch of my images from the shoot.  Amie is amazing and if you’re looking for a stunning fashion model then I highly recommend her.

PS.  Big thanks to Steven Chapman for his reflector bouncing skills!

Land of Smiles

Here it is, the final of my posts from 2015’s trip to Thailand.  Expect some posts from 2016’s trip in a few months time, but I think it’s likely I’m going to move off travelling for a while and post the results of the portrait shoots I’ve also been working on.

Phuket … Patong especially, is a place that I think I’ve fallen in love with.  It’s brash and loud and a tourist hot spot. Why would I like it so much when there’s so many other beautiful places in Thailand?  Well, I don’t especially subscribe to the backpacker ideology – in fact, I find it often far too self indulgent.  If you’ve ever seen ‘The Inbetweeners 2’ you’ll have an idea what I’m talking about.  Instead, Patong despite it’s tackiness and obvious tourist traps I find to be somewhat honest – it is what it is and it doesn’t try to hide it. I understand why some people hate it, but not me.

Patong Beach, although busy is still very beautiful and there’s enough space on it to find your own spot.  The water is warm and inviting.  My favourite spot at sunset was to walk North to Kalim Beach.  A rocky cove about 5-10 minutes from Patong main beach.  Just perfect for long exposures at dusk.

At night there’s an abundance of restaurants.  I preferred to stay away from the big ones on the ocean front and stick to the smaller local ones hidden away on side Soi’s.  Beautiful food for an incredible price (and what’s more, I went back after 12 months and I was recognised like an old friend – you can’t put a price on that!).

After that, there’s as many bars as you could wish for to drink in and places to dance and bands to listen too.  Every night, a couple of beers and some guitar driven rock music.  It was great.

Thailand is indeed, a Land of Smiles.

Phang Nga Bay

The final trip of my week in Phuket was to head out to Phang Nga Bay.  The reason?  I was desperate to see James Bond Island.  It’s one of the most popular tourist attractions in the area, but having been such a huge James Bond fan back in my early years I knew I had to go there.

I got a pretty good deal on a package trip (booked on the roadside in Patong).  I was incredibly fortunate to make the tour though – a mistake my end meant I’d got my days mixed up and it was only drunkenly fooling around at about 3am the night before that I realised my mistake!

The first stop on our trip was at Suwankuha Temple (Monkey Temple).  I’ll be honest … I found this a bit boring.  I suppose I was pretty templed out still from the amazing Bangkok and Chiang Mai.  A good chance to grab a coffee however. After this we boarded longtail boats and started heading out into Phang Nga Bay.  From a small river, this quickly becomes an awe dropping sight with turquoise sea and beautiful islands aplenty.

First stop was for lunch at Ko Panyee, which is a Muslim floating fishing village.  Lunch was good.  Not an awful lot of time to explore sadly – lots of touristy fare shops.  Apparently they have a floating football pitch – but I missed that. Next up was James Bond Island.  It’s absolutely beautiful, tiny … and completely crowded with tourists!  Oh, it must be fantastic to hire a private boat and be there for sunrise or sunset … the middle of the day is still wonderful, just busy!

Second stop was at Talu Island for some sea kayaking.  This was really relaxing and I wish I’d had my Sunco to hand to take some shots and grab some video footage.  The ones I did grab were from the boat as we were leaving.  The kayaks actually take you into the interior of the island (under the limestone cliffs) where it’s eerily quiet and peaceful.  I loved it.

After this I had just a couple of days left in Patong and then would begin the long journey home (via a couple of mad days in Pattaya which there is no chance of me blogging about!).

There’s only one more post from this 2015 trip to come, which will be a few words about my time in Patong.  Possibly one of my most favourite places on Earth!

Islands In The Sun

The weirdest thing about writing this post from last years trip?  That in the past few weeks I’ve just enjoyed my second visit to Thailand! Prior to this my memories from 2015 were vivid and clear, but now they’ve become somewhat hazy.  This means I really need to focus on finishing the blog posts before my mind becomes too murky and confused.

After the visit to Chiang Mai and the north of the country I hopped on a flight down to Phuket.  the intention was to spend a few days relaxing but also to make sure I visited a few islands.  Top of the list was The Phi Phi Islands – I think mainly (just like everyone else) because of ‘The Beach’.  For so long I’d had a longing to see that place.

I booked onto a speed boat tour from Phuket which would take in both Phi Phi Don and Phi Phi Leh (where Maya Bay is located).  The trip was pretty hectic, but there were some nice people on it and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.  The only shame was the crowds.  Perhaps best in hindsight to stay overnight at Phi Phi Don and arrange for an early morning trip to Phi Phi Leh before the crowds arrive on the scheduled tours.  Nevermind, that’s one off the bucket list!

The White Temple & Golden Triangle

This was my last day in the North of Thailand and in advance I had decided that I’d participate in a full days trip which would take in The White Temple (Wat Rong Khun) in Chiang Rai and the Golden Triangle, which is where the countries of Thailand, Myanmar (Burma) and Laos all meet, split by the mighty Mekong and Ruak rivers which converge here.

As with all my other trips in this area I booked with Travel Hub Chiang Mai.  A really nice and professional company.

Starting early in the morning (and I mean wayyy too early!) we got picked up in the bus and started driving North.  First stop was at The White Temple, Chiang Rai.  This is a spectacular sight (even the toilet block is magnificent – but sadly not yet opened for us!).

After a short while here it was back in the bus to head up to The Golden Triangle.  We experienced some pretty stormy weather on the way up and I lost count of the times we aquaplaned.  We had a schedule to keep to!  My seat belt was firmly fastened I tell you!  The Golden Triangle was interesting to see (despite the downpour) and it was fascinating hearing about the history of opium in the area.

The trip included a visit to Don Sao island, which technically is in Laos.  On arrival we were given a free shot of ‘Cobra Whiskey’.  This is supposed to help men with sexual ailments and to ‘make you strong’.  I got given two shots – I wonder if I looked like I might need help in that department?

We then headed up to Wat Phra That Doi Wao, which is a temple overlooking the town of Mae Sai, an official border point into Myanmar.  The views were pretty great and we had some lovely golden afternoon light making it really special.  I was so engrossed taking photos that I nearly missed our bus leaving!

On the way back we stopped in a hill village (just like the previous day).  Again a bit too touristy for me, but then again this I think is what you should expect and I certainly didn’t begrudge our time there.

We got back into Chiang Mai mid-evening.  Most of the day seemed to be spent travelling, yet it was completely worth it to see such an interesting part of the country.  I’d do it again in a heartbeat.

The next day however … I’d be heading off down to Phuket!