1. Bluebird Double Cone.

    The Remarkables.

     

  2. Today we drove from Queenstown 45 minutes up to the Remarkables ski field, then hiked for a couple hours up to ‘the stash’ urban run + hut. Got to shred through the half pipe while the other guys sessioned some features, i was happy enough to get my snow-legs again, we then cruised down to the hut on sunset, then hiked a long way back to the carpark. Exhausting but definitely worth it to get some pre season riding in.

     

  3. Rooftop chiils on sunset at the Remarkables.

     

  4. The Remarkables, Queenstown, New Zealand.

    Over the hill and out to the mountains.

    Todays sunset was magnificent.

     

  5. Queenstown Domestic Airport - Mornday morning 8:30am.

     


  6. Forever chasing new horizons

    "We have been called many things. Travelers, by default. But we like to be called nomads. Explorers. Vagabonds. Adventurers. Wayfarers. Modern gypsies. Wanderers. We’ve adopted them all. A growing breed of humans with restless feet and the inability to stay still, the inability to stay in one place.

    That is who we are. And that’s just the gist of it.

    We come from all walks of life, from bustling gray colored cities, sleepy beach towns, snow-covered metropolises, small villages nestled in between lush green mountains, we come from everywhere. But our inner gravity always brings us to the same place… the road.

    We deem courage weighs more than money when it comes to travel. We’re not rich, not financially well-off and we don’t travel for luxury. Our money does not come from rich parents, trust funds, or whatever privileges you think we have in order to maintain a life of travel. We work hard, or work while we travel and save whatever means we make. We travel at the cost of sacrifices. We’re happy living with just barely enough as long as we’re on the road. This means that we have given up plenty of comforts for the sake of travel. We would rather choose a dorm bed in a cheap hostel, a couch, a hammock, a tent, or concrete floor. We’ve slept in night boats, century old huts, train stations, in bamboo huts with indigenous tribes, in a house built on stilts in shantytowns and god knows where else.

    We have learned to live in depth without comforts. The uncomfortable becomes comfortable to us. Most of us don’t own homes, or if some of us do, they’re probably renting it out to use that money to travel & explore. We don’t spend our money lavishly on things we don’t need. We don’t buy many things, we don’t let things own us. We’ve learned that the less things we have, the better we live.

    We feel the most alive when we’re out there. Living nomadically with nothing but our possessions in a backpack and moving as our only constant. Anything is possible when we are given a brand new day in a place we have never been as we surrender ourselves to the currents of the universe.

    We are mesmerized by every culture. We act like sponges when we go to a new country we’ve never been to, we immerse ourselves into every experience and soak our souls with its depth. We believe that smiles are universal and no matter what language fills our ears, we can see people’s stories through a smile.

    We’ve learned to not let small annoyances, adversities, and misadventures get the best of us and we don’t let it ruin our days. We believe that in any given moment, we have the choice to suffer from whatever problems come our way, or just simply accept it. We’ve grown to choose the latter. We’re not afraid of troubles coming our way even if we are traveling alone most of the time. We’ve learned to face our fears and unlearn them so we grace through our days with courage. No matter whatever fears people project on us, we smile and look right past it. We have learned that if we constantly keep a sunny disposition and keep our light bright then we won’t see the shadows.

    We follow wherever the next sunrise and sunset takes us. We are guided by moon cycles and stardusts. We look up the the night sky, gaze up at the cosmos, and know that wherever we are and whoever we’re without, we are never really alone. And we are comforted by this very notion.

    We have dedicated our hearts to the road. Even when we’re not on it we’re working to save up for our next trip, every time we hear an airplane, we look up, smile and imagine ourselves on it. We know that the day is coming soon, and we are fueled by that thought. We go to bookstores to browse through the travel section, pick out travel guides and sit there skimming through the pages and daydreaming about our future travels. Our minds constantly drift away to the next destination on our list. Our wanderlust is insatiable and even when we feel it’s slaked, it doesn’t take long at all until we’re hungry again. And we’re hungry all the time.

    We travel not just to go, we travel to evolve. Embracing new experiences, endlessly changing horizons, and each brand new day as a way of living. We live for airports, planes, buses, boats, trains, road trips. We find clarity in the blur of the places zooming past us as we look through the window. This is our home. This will always be our home.

    These are the stories we will tell people, the ones we love, the ones we just met, the ones who come and ago, the perfect strangers. We will keep showing the others that we were born wanderers, that wanderlust resides within every single one of us. And that no matter who we are, where we are, what we do, and what we have we can always choose to follow it.

    We’re not saying that you should give up everything in your life this second, buy a ticket, and pack your backpack. Although you can if really want to, if everything inside of you is telling you to do so you should listen. But we’re saying that when you choose to strip away years of unnecessary baggage, you’ll find freedom. We’re not saying that you should take the risk and leap, then everything will always be peachy and perfect. It’s never like that. But what we’re saying is, you should allow yourself to be free. You should allow yourself to stand on the fringes of life, and dive into its alluring ambiguity. Even if it means facing your fears. Even if it means making sacrifices. Even if it means letting go of things you’ve held onto for so long. Even if it means having to let go of people you love. Even if it all terrifies you. We’re saying open yourself up to the world. Embrace all of its worth. Let its teachings seep into all that you are. When you do that, all your layers will peel off and you will discover your true self.

    And so here’s the truth. We travel not just to travel and marvel at people, places, things. That’s not just it. That was never just it for us. We travel to learn, to experience, and to feel all the spectrums of being human in this world.

    One day, when we are old with silver hair, freckles, creases, and laugh wrinkles from many years of wandering drenched under sunlight. Our children’s children will lay out with us under the stars by a campfire on a moonlit beach elsewhere. We will tell them stories of wild adventures, of lived dreams, of enchanting places, of conquered fears, of lessons that turned into gold, lessons that we’ve learned from the road, and a full life lived. Our journeys will inspire their own.”

    Taken from Infinitesatori.org

    Our journey is our truth. It’s the truth that illuminates us, as we continue on where we thrive and wander, on the road we call our home.

     


  7. About me - blog updated

    View my portfolio here - www.caseyripperphoto.com

    This blog is the stuff that happens in between.

    My name is Casey Maxwell Ripper, I am 19 years of age and grew up on the East Coast of Australia, I’m lucky to call Noosa Heads in Queensland my home.

    I have been taking photos since 2009, self taught, the first couple years were full of trial and error, now shooting for 4/5 years i enjoy shooting everything like surf sports, snow sports, oceanscapes, landscapes, mountains, tramping, camping, people, skating, bmx, downhill mtb, 35mm film and just about anything that crosses my day to day life, i always have a camera handy.

    In late 2011 I graduated from Sunshine Beach High, and spent all of 2012 and into 2013 working full time in an engineers workshop fitting mining vehicles, using the steady flow of coin on roadtrips and living the fun life at home.

    Early 2013 something changed, i had a calling to escape the monotonous routine, so i quit my job with 7 grand saved, drove 4000km down to the South Coast of NSW, picked up my two best mates and flew to New Zealand with a one way ticket to the mountain village of Queenstown.

    By June i had moved into a house in the neighbouring town of Wanaka with an awesome crew of friends around, had a job running the chairlift on the nearly skifield and opportunities just kept coming my way. I photographed skiing and snowboarding in the parks, on the pipe and through the steep chutes, but mainly just rode a board and enjoyed my time doing a really fun sport.

    I made a heap of new friends while in the South Island mountains, so that when i moved to the warm, sunny North Island town of Mount Maunganui for summer i was lucky enough to move in with my mates parents, while he continued study in the south. I found a job delivering joinery to construction sites, and having such a home-like base again it gave me the chance to knuckle down and do some big 60 hour work weeks, with a bonus of being able to ride a MTB to work and keep fit from the heavy lifting all day.

    After 6 weeks of solid work, i flew back to Australia for a 3 week visit, flying into Melbourne i spent Christmas in rural Victoria with all the extended family, then with Dad and my sister Felicity we drove back up the East Coast to Noosa, where i spent the last week hanging around my hometown with good friends doing all the things that make me miss home whenever i think about it.

    I flew back to New Zealand with the intention of getting straight back into work, but when i arrived and found out they had quieted down for the month of January i went ahead with my decision to move out into my own flat, I chose Omanu Beach just 5km south of Mount Maunganui, with a chilled out flat across the road from good surfing beaches. I spent a month living here on savings, cooking good food, socialising out on the town, swimming in the ocean every day, shooting with my water housing, MTBing around 30km regularly, and eventually when it came to me; planning my hike around New Zealand.

    The month of February was well into full swing when i departed Mount Maunganui, I had a tramping pack and a schoolbag as a hitch-hiked out of town, this began a journey around the north island for 12 weeks to Waiheke Island, the Coromandel, Gisborne, East Cape, Lake Waikaremoana, Hawkes Bay, Northland, Auckland, Tarinaki, lower Wairarapa and hitching through just about everywhere in between, a total of 4500km covered, shooting only on film, on a journey based around the friendly folks, the spectacular hikes and epic coastline of NZ.

    On a final visit to Auckland to visit family, the decision was made to fly my extra luggage and heavy digital camera gear down to the South Island for my second winter on the mountain.

    And this leaves me here for now, as I sit writing from the lounge room of my best mate, Ethan, whose parents i lived with up north. I’ve got a month until work starts again on the mountain, so i think i’ll leave Queenstown/Wanaka for now an explore the south island a little more.

     

  8. Indigo and I enjoying the serenity of a Wanaka sunset, good vibes.

     

  9. ethancooke:

    Reminiscing the old times #scrumpyhouse #wanaka #huntercrescent #capital #shakabruh #me (at Wanaka NZ)

    Today Ethan and I drove to Wanaka on a hunt for a house to rent for winter, checked out a few places with a real estate agent, some real gems, applications in hopefully we receive good news back from them.

    We had lunch at Federal Diner with our friend Mackenzie; coffee and bacon + egg muffins.

    Then visited our other friends Indigo, Joe and Scott’s place for a well needed catch up from last winter here.

    And finished off with dinner at Ethan’s family friends for Spaghetti Bolognaise and some good chats.

    Drove back to Queenstown in the dark, and there’s snow on all the mountain peaks around, ooooh winter’s only just around the corner eep.

    Work at Cardrona Alpine Resort begins once more in early June, until then i’m gonna continue to cruise around the south island yew.

    Casey

     

  10. HITCH-HIKERS GUIDE TO NEW ZEALAND.

    12 WEEKS ON THE ROAD - BEGINNING FEB. 2014

    4500KM HITCH-HIKING, TRAMPING,

    PHOTOGRAPHING, ON 30 ROLLS OF FILM.

    SWIMMING IN + CAMPING BESIDE THE OCEAN.

    PHOTO BOOK INCLUDING:

    STORIES, MAPS, PEOPLE, PLACES AND WAVES.

    COMING SOON.

    ADVENTURE STILL IN PROGRESS.

    KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED.

     

  11. ethancooke:

    Found some random Aussie dude at the airport #Queenstown #reunited #bringonwinter #me (at Top of Fernhill)

    Reunited with the bro, looking for houses to move into around Wanaka for winter vibe

     


  12. juanth3great said: Wow man props to you for living the life!! This is the blog I've been looking for! If you could post more pictures of the scenery and the locals that be awesome. Thanks and be safe!

    thanks brother really appreciate it! I totally would be posting more photos of my trip, but i actually dont have a digital camera or smartphone to do so, ive been shooting film for my whole trip and i have 25 rolls stashed to get developed, then they’ll be going up :)

     

  13. Was up at 5am this morning, on a plane out of Auckland by 7am, landed in Queenstown at 8:30. With me i brought my tramping back, camera bag, laptop bag and a suitcase with all my winter gear. Scored a good view of the sunrise above the clouds, as well as snowcapped mountains on the way into Queenstown

     

  14. Had a great weekend wandering around Auckland and north shore Devonport and a visit to Mount Maunganui. Plenty of quality time spent with my Mum, Lauren, and my two sisters, Simone and Felicity. We enjoyed lots of amazing cafe food, fish n chips on sunset at the Mount, art galleries and book stores in Devonport village and live music and drinks at the Auckland Viaduct to top off Mothers Day.

    Ive had a change of plan now, in order to get my winter luggage down to Wanaka in the South Island I’ve got to fly down, so thats tomorrow morning at 5am to the airport heading to Queenstown, stay with a mate Ethan there for a couple days, then head over the range to Wanaka and hopefully arrange a rental property for winter, then hitch back to the top of the south island and continue my adventures.

    vibe.

    Casey.

     


  15. New Zealand update

    Hi people of the interwebs,

    I apologise for my lack of content in the last month, only shooting film and not having any smartphone/digital camera of some sort does have its downside, being no instant gratification from posting shit on social media, that includes this blog, Facebook(least favourite) and instagram my most favourite.

    The good news is i’ve shot around 25 rolls of film over this 12 week trip so far, i’ve also covered most of the coastline of the north island, through 4000km of hitch hiking, camping, hiking mountains and swimming in the ocean in boardies no matter how cold the water.

    I’m back in Auckland for the weekend to visit my older sister Simone(who lives here) and my Mother and little sister Felicity who have flown over from Australia to visit for the weekend. While enjoying the family time i’ll also try to capture some digital images on a camera and post them while I’m still around civilisation, i’m not used to the city and so much going on, i love New Zealand for the tiny little coastal towns and isolated beaches.

    Keep your eyes open for another update this weekend :)

    Casey