Posted by Tandu Ry on Jun 4th, 2013 | 0 comments
Having left Stewart Island on the 3:30pm ferry, for the hour long ride to Bluff, I made a dash for Point Slope – the first real point of interest along the Catlin Coast. The following day would bring untold sights and adventures that we either due to or contributed to the chaos that became ‘The Catlins – A rush of beauty’.
You see I went running into the embracing arms of the Catlins full...
Posted by Tandu Ry on Jun 4th, 2013 | 0 comments
Ahhh Milford. One of the shining highlights of my southern solo venture.
You see my original plan was to spend three days in Milford and then hit the road. The reality was that I had to force myself to sneak away on the 7th day for fear of staying even longer. Milford has this enticing allure about it that draws you in. The scenery; The people; The social circles. It is quite the place to...
Posted by Tandu Ry on Aug 24th, 2011 | 2 comments
My eyes flutter open with crusty residue stained in the corners – barely cognitive after a sleepless night bathed in the sweet aroma of my own sweat. I notice that the tranquil, yet disturbing, sound of my alarm going off has beckoned me to awake to this new day and proceed to extricate myself from my damp bed through the web of mosquito netting surrounding me. First stop is the cold water...
Posted by Tandu Ry on Aug 24th, 2011 | 0 comments
It had been a month and a half of traveling with Kris and Kate, two Brits we met on our travel through Honduras. We had been talking about diving the Cenotes since our diving adventures around Utila Honduras. The day had finally arrived and the anticipation and excitement welled up within each of us, our blood racing thru our veins in exhilaration. Our minds were not ready for what was about...
Posted by Tandu Ry on Aug 20th, 2011 | 1 comment
Arriving in Mulu National Park on Febuary 3rd 2010, with a celebratory bottle of Tanduay in hand, I quickly set about claiming a bed in the massive dorm and went out looking for other travelers willing to discuss tales of their time in Mulu over a few glasses of my favorite Filipino rum. It didn’t take long.
Simon, a Norwegian, was soon a close exploring companion in this massive UNESCO World...