Category: Travel Log

Landed with a bump in melbourne, primarily because of the thumping hangover i left broome with. picked up and whisked away straight into a pub with kate and sam and stretch. then thrown in a hippyesk van to phillip island for a weekend with heidi’s parents. a few golf sticks and a carton of goon later i’m back in melbourne enjoying it’s hip and trendy cafe scene. err, i’ll have another latte grande, while i sit in this tatty 70’s arm chair listening to DJ bohemian or something.

can you spot the fourth member in this photo – best not.

arghh, the pirates of phillip island. more goon?

Not much to report. i live in broome. i move out on the 28th.. wet season is nearly here, warm water flows from the cold taps, you risk hospital should you turn on the hot taps! each day is hotter 36+ and more humid, but this only seems to make people happier. the tourists leave and there is an addictive sense of community. even though it takes 8 years before you cn call your self a local.

Sunset on Cable Beach, avec booze.

1st October 2004

I’m back in broome, did i ever mention how much i love Broome? Went camping in the Kimberleys, it was amazing. when I say camping, it was too hot to stay in a tent. I’m not sure if you’re familiar with swags, swags are canvas, foam and mosquito net sleeping bags which you tie to a tree to keep the top raised. Handy, they take seconds to set up, but are some what scary when you wake up in the middle of the night to find a huge white indian cow with horns grazing next to you. My 4 day trip up the Gibb River included… kangaroos, fresh water turtules, wallabies, tree snakes, crocodiles, fruit bats, bush fires, spiders, caves, gorges, lizards, bungarrows, parrots, cockatoos, willy willy tornados, 47 degrees in the shade and other things that I couldn’t get pictures of. for all the pictures id did get see my photography site

Bungarrow sunbathing at Bell Gorge

hello. likes lamb chops.

Jayne, Fenn and i, Manning Gorge, Gibb River Road, The Kimberleys, North West Western Australia.

This is a willy willy, a mini torando caused by the heat. That day there was not even a breeze, then in a lengthy second it appeared infront of me, reached 30ft into the air, made a sort of mini torando noise, traveled 20ft in 10 seconds and disapeared. By chance i was photographing something else at the time.

flew to perth to start my south coast trip, but pacey got a job with rip curl and now isn’t going anywhere. he gets free hats ! Where shall i go?

Back to australia. didn’t sleep the whole way. back to the lovely shab and buff establishment.

The wedding the reason i returned from my travels. Cousin marrys my dear friend kelly. As you may already know i made the happy couple a website, and it’s full of photographs. www.jkbigday.co.uk
Fortunately being the photographer, there aren’t too many photos of my rediculous thai suit.

BB however did have a camera. That night i was likened to Liberace, P Diddy, a gay, a nonce, a ponce and many other things. I slept in a hay barn.

London town, met some fantastic people. went to some great parties, drank cider… london. how i hate loving you.

gee look mom i’m in london! it’s the london tower of bridge shire or something.

pretty cool?

summer in london.

camping with school friends in cornwall…

here’s me
this is me
here i am
there he is
the siberian tiger – the most powerful of all the cat family
mmmm bodymassaaage
she misses me
just makin a rollie
come over here i’ve got no pants on
cider day
cave hole
beer coats
cider vests
truth or dare
i just want to ride my moootooorcycle

and many other flanannagens.
for all the pictures click here.

raise your glasses to the rawlins administration for the best week money can’t buy.

Footnote: It’s a Flanannagen: Where the situation is better than the explanation. i.e. ‘You had to be there…’

i’m home. england is beautiful. my bed has never been so comfy.

Nearly stayed forever on the island, but i’ll be back. back in bangkok today, no illegal gambling this time, so i got drunk with the locals instead!

all Thailand pictures below

extract from email to bei

i’ve found the best beach. i was going to carry on traveling but
just like all of my new friends… there seems like little point
going somewhere when it’s going to be worse than the place you are.

there is a funky little bar in the corner of the beach. nice bunch of people just hang around and play chess and frisby, get high, drunk etc. no prostitutes hassling you. no annoying people tugging at your shirt trying to get you to buy some thing.

it’s called tong noi pan, ko phangan, but i’ll give you directions
when you get here.

the food at the bar is amazing, and it all goes on your room bill
with your drinks. 3 nights accommodation, 3 or 4 joy meals a day + 30 hours or more drinking. came to 1600 baht, which is 23 pounds.

i’m going swimming every couple of hours. at night the water glows like blue fire as you move your hand through it because it’s full of phosphorescent plankton.

but anyway

the bar i never left….

chess with perkins, a northerner living in scotland working as a mexican chef. chess score. 32/33 to me. you’re a looser perkins.

and next, my favorite picture of the year.
this is beautiful stu!

got bored with the secluded beach, and moved across the island to Thong Nai Pan. a very relaxed party beach. no roads, good food, top people… this is my bungalow. 2 quid a night. MINT.

the view from my hammock. i did intend to go many other places, but…

left Ko Samui, too many prostitutes and ex-pats on fake harley davidsons. so i got a ferry north to Ko Phangan, the home of the full moon party. found a secluded beach. mmm much nicer.

got an overnight bus down to ko samui. don’t bother, it’s shit. fly. but interesting photos anyway. ko samui petrol station, do you sell super unleaded?

the next 2 pictures go so well together…

Note: hi to all the people i met and took photographs of on Ko Phangan, you can see all the pictures i took here.

bangkok… oh my. today i ordered an ivory white mandarin tuxedo with a red and gold waist coat with dragons on. i don’t know what i was thinking. tuk tuk tuk tuk.