Peter & Eddy's wayward shoe string travels

Sunflowers of CUBA

2006-02-15T16:52:00.000-08:00

What is this strange thing that brings such a great smile to Petes face???..I believe it is a BEACH! In Varadero!

Most Bulidings structures and monuments are those made by the spaniards during their occupation
Pirates of the carribbean...is a theme that comes to mind as we spent the afternoon swimming in the carribbean sea in southern Cuba!

2006-02-15T16:26:00.000-08:00

SO HAPPY TO BE ON A BEACH, ON THE WHITE SANDS OF PLAYA ANCON..

stuck in the middle

Cuba

2006-02-15T16:09:00.000-08:00

LOOK CLOSELY............PETER'S JUMPING IN THE WATERFALL!!!!

Photo

Cuba

2006-02-15T15:29:00.000-08:00

Hey its Cuba..and thats a Genuine Cuban!!

American Dreamcars in an unknown Village

Cuba is like a whisper of idealism in a whirlwind of poverty, a skeleton of perfection cloaked in degredation, pipe dreams and disapointment. Family is a person's most valuable asset. The country's beautiful vista perfect lanscapes are only now worth more than a poetic thought with a rigorously growing tourism industry approaching many districts. It's income is yet to visually seep into the greater populous. For a communist state, it apears to maintain a dense polyphonic culture, both religous and secular. That said, Edwina and I had a marvellously adventurous time there. In a similar way to visiting asia, the senses are assaulted in refreshing and memorable ways.
We hired a soft top jeep and with poor maps set off into the country side, roof down, sun shining. Using the sun as much as anything else to determine our direction in regard to destination, we often entered a city not via the main roads or autopista but rather by gravel tracks weaving through unmapped villiages. From Varadero to Santa Clara, Cientofugos, Trinidad to Habana, the 1200km rd trip met us constantly with both desirable and undesirable circumstances. A Spectatular place to visit!

2006-02-04T19:36:00.000-08:00

GOODBYE to this !

Kicking Horse II

2006-02-03T21:05:00.000-08:00

Seemingly on top of bowl after bowl, but for the slow lifts this place is a vertical bowl wonderland...

here is eddy up the top of a Feuz run, and seconds later...

camera zoomed and she's only half way down. flying.

Fresh Champagne powder still every where...

a little snow before lunch on the edge of the ephemeral.

Ed carving it up as usual.

2006-02-01T22:42:00.000-08:00

well we are about to head to cuba for a week. we have been boarding everyday. its is great. here are some photos of sunshine, the gash out of the board - for you lambie, and the loungeroom set up. going to kincking horse on friday photos will be good.

2006-01-18T16:52:00.000-08:00

We have now left the way of dredging the nights in hostels and b&b's! the cost of living has dropped ten fold. we live in a sweet little bunch of appartments lovingly known as the crack wood and the hood. shoes are draped over power lines and there are burns in the toilet seats, but its wonderful to have at last space and refuge! we live with an awesome couple who just got back from cooking in bermuda for two years.

robber elk

2006-01-17T20:17:00.000-08:00

it was late and within minutes of going to bed and turning out the lights, we heard suspicious noises just outside the window. crazed dogs were barking. the sounds were ignored until it became clear that they were being made from something touching the bedroom window.
i psyched up and being ready to chase of a thief i pulled up the venetians. i was shocked. there, licking the window, was a massive male elk, the size of a pony and with antlers to match. relief was sweet. the photos are blurred due to night vision. enjoy.

snow dance

2006-01-17T17:52:00.000-08:00

there had been no snow for about ten days, so we did a snow dance through the frosty parks and streets of banff and behold, within a day it dumped. lets forget the forcast predicting snow anyway. we felt important.

Day on the powder

2006-01-17T17:39:00.000-08:00

Context

Discovering wonders of boarding.

Stace

Pete. having a break whilst going through the trees.

Zeke

Evenning

The tree??

We arrive in the land of Ice Hockey,and discover what it really means to be cold.

2006-01-17T17:31:00.000-08:00

trying

2006-01-17T16:58:00.000-08:00

Our first week largly consisted of enormous quantities of sleep, and in between, more or less aimless wandering around the city. In retrospect it was the self assured calm before the storm.

One day was spent riding through Stanley Park. It is a massive area on a peninsula full of wildlife and magnificent views - a real escape from Downtown Van.

Construction site on the shores of the bay. From streets away, the massive hammers can be heard echoing as they drive in these hollow steel pilons.

Over looking the bay. Beautifully cold and forboding in contrast to Sydney Harbour

Banff, cradles in the Rockies.

View from the HI Hostel - positioned just out of town.