I can recall back in February, when living across the road from the beach at Mount Maunganui, waking up on any given morning and cooking a breakfast, roasting a coffee and rolling a joint. These three beautiful creations were carried through the dunes and onto the beach to sit on the sand and watch the sun rise over the Pacific Ocean, followed by a swim in the warm surf.
Five months later, i find myself living in a similar situation at the other end of New Zealand, my new place for winter with the boys in Wanaka is just a short stroll across the road to the lakefront. Its been that long since ive held residence in a town that the change from a surf bum not working to a snow bum working hard at a ski field has been challenging to say the least. After spending 4 months hitch-hiking all the way around NZ i enjoyed the constant change just cruising around as I please, but grounding for a while was desperate in need and i couldnt think of anywhere else id rather be for winter.
Staying sane is done by getting off the mountain for a day or two when i’ve got a day off, this morning was welcomed with breakfast, coffee and a joint by the lakefront. It’s easy to get caught up in tunnel vision when working from dawn until dark every day, taking my time to appreciate the place i live is vital.
Season is nearly a month in and i’ve managed to get a lot of work done at Cardrona, dropping cliffs into powder on a snowboard, ridden at Remarkables, Treble Cone and Coronet Peak, cooking loads of decent meals, and exploring the wilderness nearby. I hope to become more comfortable in this new regime so that i can spend more time towards gym, general fitness, photography, writing, learning, and planning ahead.
Im grateful for everyone that i have crossed paths with, in Wanaka, in New Zealand, as well as my whole life up to this point, things are going well and i’d like to keep the ball rolling.