Don’t send me flowers when I’m dead. If you like me, send them while I’m alive.
– Brian Clough
Eleven months ago I was living in Australia and hadn’t seen my family for most of a year. Despite the cost, I flew back to England for a ten day trip (plus four days of travel), simply to say hello and spend some time together. On this particular day (pictured above) I paddled out into the cold, North Sea with my dad, and loved (almost) every minute of it.
After six years of moving and being far away from everything I knew as a child, I have decided to try and base myself in Malta. In this way I hope to continue living the life that I want to live whilst also being able to stay in better contact with so many great people I have encountered in my life. Inviting someone to my tent on the side of an unnamed road has not proved particularly successful thus far. I wouldn’t call this settling down – rather finding a base – and hope it leads to a more balanced life in the future. I love every minute of my time on the road, but after a six month hitchhike or walking across Iceland, it would be nice to take a little break and reflect and share.
It would also be nice to say to some of the special people I have met around the world, ‘come stay for a few days.’ It would be nice to be able to plan what I want to do next. It would be nice to have somewhere to put things (like sleeping bags and tents) so that I can go on more advanced trips in the future – everything I have owned for multiple years has been thrown away or passed on to someone else.
This isn’t stopping – from Malta I hope that I can do more of what I have wanted to do in life – and with regards to sharing, I hope to finally have a place where I can take my own time to create content that will be of use to others.
To a new adventure – a semi static one. I think I’ll call it base camp!