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Current location: Porto. Photo: Mildred.

THE winds of change are upon us friends. Save for the south of Chile and Argentina in March, the weather I’m experiencing now in Portugal is the coldest I’ve faced in my nine months or so away (and it’s not even that cold, yet). The singlets and flip-flops have been packed away for good, traded for layers of warm clothes and umbrellas (actually the flip-flops are sitting in a dumpster somewhere in the south of Portugal somewhere cos I threw them out after stepping on a football-sized dog poo). My snowboard jacket has made its first appearance – in anticipation of harsh European winter temps – since hitting the slopes in British Columbia last year. The other major change of late is my hair. I traded in my luscious semi-blonde shoulder-length locks for an army-standard buzz-cut, the kinda haircut you can set your watch to (thanks Mildred). I look a little less like a hobo, and have been receiving 47 per cent less offers for drugs per day, which is good although the noggin is now a bit colder in the surf. I was trying to think of other stuff that had changed in my world but couldn’t think of much. I’ll undergo some major life changes in the months to come, and surely I’ve changed a lot over the past nine months but right now none are apparent to me. Plus you don’t wanna hear that shit. Continue reading


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Soooo clutch

Dan's depiction of a new move we invented called the 'Premier Mousse'. Try one if you dare.

ONCE when I was in a hostel in Managua a heavy-set American girl sat down on the couch next to me and said this, “I just had the most clutch powernap”. I did a double-take. “What?” I said. She repeated the statement and I recoiled in disgust at her shitty slang use. Clutch as an adjective? Where do you get off, I thought. Take your stupid tween shopping mall jibber jabber back to Wisconsin or wherever it is you came from. Clutch is a term often applied in the sporting world. If a dude/dudette is a clutch performer, it means they do super well during times of extreme pressure. It’s an innate skill that comes out in critical games, say Game 7 of the NBA Finals. Michael Jordan was a guru clutch performer. I pulled out a clutch performance of my own this week in Hossegor, France. Continue reading


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Photo of the week

PHOTO of the week time and this one features a classic gag by the babe and our other Adelaide traveling buddy Nicola in the neighbouring town to our where our little Spanish apartment lies. Yep that’s right, the town is called Poo. If you don’t think that’s heaps funny then there’s something a little bit wrong with you. We spotted the place on the street map the tourist office gave us when we arrived here in Llanes (north coast) and just had to make the five-minute drive there to snap one off (a photo) next to the sign. Continue reading


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