After 13 years, I’m wintering in Canada again….. I’ve grabbed this winter, and my new home town of Fernie, by the gangoolies….. My old skiing mate Bob wanted me to winter in Fernie. Bob and I have hung out a fair bit the last couple of years. The planets aligned and Fernie worked out. But Bob lives in Montana. So 100 days ago I moved … Continue reading 100 Days in Fernie
It has been two days since one of the biggest scares of my life….. Let me set the scene, it is a Monday afternoon, hasn’t snowed for a few days and I take young Charlie out of bounds. We walk around the gate that doesn’t open unless you have an avalanche beacon. I’d like to say we ignored the signs saying it is extreme terrain, … Continue reading Charlie
The last night I was on PEI, I was in the hottub with my old skiing buddy Paul having a little debrief (no we kept out shorts on…. the other kind of debrief). We both came to the conclusion that it was the people I got to hang out with, that make my summer on PEI so marvelous. Lets start with Blind Tim, an old … Continue reading Prince Edward Island
It has been nine years since I was last in London and the place still feels the same. It feels more like home (Aussie and Kiwiland) than North America (US and Canada) for sure which I suppose makes sense. This trip sets me up for the coming winter VISA wise and I considered going to Cuba or mainland Europe but catching up with a bunch … Continue reading Old London Town
Things are a little bit out of order but here is a post I’m working on…… I’ll get it all straightened out in a little bit when I’m finished catching up on some business – which could be 5 years time. Just before I arrived in Tennesse I received a message from Mush and Humi (Queenstown mates) saying they were in the states and were … Continue reading Road Trip East
Dave the Sailor and I have had a lot of adventures together over the last decade and a half. For me the coolest adventure was back in 2010 when Dave invited me to crew on Akimbo in the Brisbane to Gladstone Yacht Race This is Australia’s 2nd biggest ocean yacht race and I never thought I’d get to crew in such a race, let alone … Continue reading Dave the Sailor
I’ve got an old ski buddy I call Nevada Bob. Nevada Bob and his missus, Tahoe Becky, are going to New Zealand soon and Bob wanted to pick my brain. After a few chats on the phone Bob said why not come up to Montana for New Years, I jokingly said “Yeah sure mate.” A few weeks later, Nevada Bob called me and said, “Becky … Continue reading Tom might move
Rachel is an old mate, so old in fact, she was there when they brought me home from the hospital (no, not after my brain injury, after I was born). The first time I ever skied was with Rachel and I remember (pre brain injury) her coming over to the house and teaching us how ski boots and bindings worked…. Rachel was the only person … Continue reading R and D
Between seasons in Colorado aren’t that great… you can’t do one thing or the other. I’m always bitching and moaning about it so instead of bitching and moaning about it, I shook the sand out of my lady parts and decided to kick arse. I skinned up A-Basin one morning to grab a wee taste of the sunrise. I skied Breckenridge before class…. look at … Continue reading Just Warming (cooling) Up
The night before my 9th Marathon I was having dinner with Al and Jarisse. Watching a Cubs game, at an old Irish pub in the heart of downtown Chicago. Al grabbed the tab, we argued about it and our gentlemans agreement was that Al would get half of my prize money from the Marathon the next day. I told Al that since I don’t know … Continue reading Chicago Marathon
My Doctors (yes I have 2 of them), see me every winter. But I’m getting old so I’m having more problems. In the last 12 months alone they’ve helped me out with the following: Penis injury (x2) Skin cancer check Sore knee Broken heart (x2) Wart (only 1 and not penis related) My Doctors, Christine and Paul said they’d like to see me twice a … Continue reading Doctors Appointment
Chicago Marathon is not that far away (mid-October) and I’m not feeling all that confident…. but I’ve got 8 marathons under my belt so I’m sure ‘experience’ will count. Experience has taught me that experience won’t count for shit – I’m going to be crying myself to sleep for weeks before and days after regardless of success or failure…. that is what experience has taught … Continue reading Training Run
