Cycled to Sydney. Built a media company. Had kids. The last one was the real endurance event.
Screens off, socks full of 450-million-year-old contraband.
Includes trees, tents, cloud philosophy and a suspicious jam trap.
A dad’s first attempt at turning bramble loot into pie.
Three weeks, two kids, one tent...and just enough baguettes, waterfalls, and haunted houses to make it the trip of a lifetime.
Tested in the wild by a dad who botched the bread, blew the navigation, and took a rope swing to the ribs (so you don’t have to).
Coming from a man who once ruined his rotator cuff in pursuit of the perfect twenty-bouncer.
Bare feet, bush poos, and a crash course in childhood architecture. This is the good stuff.
A field guide for Dads who want to raise free-range humans in a world gone a bit...indoors.
