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📣 Exciting announcement 📣

I am SO chuffed to tell you that @davecorn has invited me to co-host Yestival 2026 with him and @krishpatelinspires 🌟

➡️ 12 - 14 June
📍 @bigskyoasis
🎟️ @theyestribe

I really hope you can join us 🫶

#yestival
#adventure
#talks
#films
#adventurefestival

After a healthy adventure sabbatical looking after alpacas and building a campsite, later this year I’ll be finally getting back to Expedition1000.

A persistent knee problem means I’ll wait til 2027 for another self propelled mission, but phase two of Expedition1000 was always going to be twenty five different 1000 mile journeys using quirky motorised transport.

Seeing as all this started with a board it seems fitting that I’m happily planning to ride an electric surfboard around the coast of Britain, stopping periodically to charge up using a solar powered support vehicle. These things are so much fun!!!

If you live near the coast please say hi on here and it’d be great to catch up as I surf my way round. Now the big question is….clockwise or anti clockwise?!!

We learnt early on in our farm life journey that when you give alpacas their annual haircut, suddenly there is an influx of birds around helping themselves to the offcuts!

Now every time we see a birds nest @bigskyoasis, we are slightly jealous of how cosy it looks!

Alpaca fleece is naturally water repellent, is super cosy and warm, and also deters predators from birds’ nests because it smells of a larger mammal.

Now we put it in birdfeeders so that you can enjoy those chirpy visits at home too and the birds in your garden can snuggle in an extra special nest this spring.

Find them here on my Etsy shop - it makes an alternative gift to an Easter egg this year!

https://karembocrafts.etsy.com/listing/1604872820

We learnt early on in our farm life journey that when you give alpacas their annual haircut, suddenly there is an influx of birds around helping themselves to the offcuts!

Now every time we see a birds nest @bigskyoasis, we are slightly jealous of how cosy it looks!

Alpaca fleece is naturally water repellent, is super cosy and warm, and also deters predators from birds’ nests because it smells of a larger mammal.

Now we put it in birdfeeders so that you can enjoy those chirpy visits at home too and the birds in your garden can snuggle in an extra special nest this spring.

Find them here on my Etsy shop - it makes an alternative gift to an Easter egg this year!

https://karembocrafts.etsy.com/listing/1604872820

We learnt early on in our farm life journey that when you give alpacas their annual haircut, suddenly there is an influx of birds around helping themselves to the offcuts!

Now every time we see a birds nest @bigskyoasis, we are slightly jealous of how cosy it looks!

Alpaca fleece is naturally water repellent, is super cosy and warm, and also deters predators from birds’ nests because it smells of a larger mammal.

Now we put it in birdfeeders so that you can enjoy those chirpy visits at home too and the birds in your garden can snuggle in an extra special nest this spring.

Find them here on my Etsy shop - it makes an alternative gift to an Easter egg this year!

https://karembocrafts.etsy.com/listing/1604872820

We can’t all save the world but…

@emkarembo decided to use those extra insomnia hours to the max. This week I’ve found her at her card-making desk, spreading a little love one 🐝at a time.

If you like these designs give her a follow on @parkypainter ❤️

We can’t all save the world but…

@emkarembo decided to use those extra insomnia hours to the max. This week I’ve found her at her card-making desk, spreading a little love one 🐝at a time.

If you like these designs give her a follow on @parkypainter ❤️

We can’t all save the world but…

@emkarembo decided to use those extra insomnia hours to the max. This week I’ve found her at her card-making desk, spreading a little love one 🐝at a time.

If you like these designs give her a follow on @parkypainter ❤️

We can’t all save the world but…

@emkarembo decided to use those extra insomnia hours to the max. This week I’ve found her at her card-making desk, spreading a little love one 🐝at a time.

If you like these designs give her a follow on @parkypainter ❤️

We can’t all save the world but…

@emkarembo decided to use those extra insomnia hours to the max. This week I’ve found her at her card-making desk, spreading a little love one 🐝at a time.

If you like these designs give her a follow on @parkypainter ❤️

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

My friend Krish told me yesterday “I can’t see you on a surfboard” and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Ok, skateboarding three and a half thousand miles across Australia does not a good surfer make, but still…a board’s a board, right?! 😂

Brother E, for the last fifteen years you’ve been there with a drum and a holla, the smoothest bookmark a river trip could hope for, epic steep ramp canoe trailer reversals included.

“Just look at the way he walks” I told every new crew. Man, I think you’re the coolest dude I’ve ever met. I’ll miss that first Autumn sideways hug and handshake (which I’ve never been cool enough to pull off) and your cheery “hey brother! What’s going on?!”.

Clarksdale’s dancefloors won’t ever be the same. Rest well, Ellis “Smooth” Coleman.

Five years ago today we drove down a bumpy track filled with dreams about what we could create in our new home (and garden!).

It still doesn’t feel real (does it feel like five years, or two, or ten?) but this little patch of England has become our forever home, and the second home of so many of you who supported us on this wonderfully mad project.

We’re still creating, still building and still dreaming, but this is where it all started, bouncing down the track hoping that we’d get the keys that day in December 2020!

She’s at it again! @emkarembo has been using those sleepless nights (damn Parkinson’s!) to great effect, crafting away and making all kinds of pretty things.

💐 Xmas cards hand-painted on seeded paper
🐦 Log bird boxes
🦙 Alpaca fleece nesting supply
🌲 Tree decorations
🏷️ Gift tags
🍁 Nature inspired jewellery
🧀 Personalised chopping boards
🍾 Cork coasters
🪧 Bespoke signs

Her Etsy shop is linked in the bio ❤️

She’s at it again! @emkarembo has been using those sleepless nights (damn Parkinson’s!) to great effect, crafting away and making all kinds of pretty things.

💐 Xmas cards hand-painted on seeded paper
🐦 Log bird boxes
🦙 Alpaca fleece nesting supply
🌲 Tree decorations
🏷️ Gift tags
🍁 Nature inspired jewellery
🧀 Personalised chopping boards
🍾 Cork coasters
🪧 Bespoke signs

Her Etsy shop is linked in the bio ❤️

She’s at it again! @emkarembo has been using those sleepless nights (damn Parkinson’s!) to great effect, crafting away and making all kinds of pretty things.

💐 Xmas cards hand-painted on seeded paper
🐦 Log bird boxes
🦙 Alpaca fleece nesting supply
🌲 Tree decorations
🏷️ Gift tags
🍁 Nature inspired jewellery
🧀 Personalised chopping boards
🍾 Cork coasters
🪧 Bespoke signs

Her Etsy shop is linked in the bio ❤️

She’s at it again! @emkarembo has been using those sleepless nights (damn Parkinson’s!) to great effect, crafting away and making all kinds of pretty things.

💐 Xmas cards hand-painted on seeded paper
🐦 Log bird boxes
🦙 Alpaca fleece nesting supply
🌲 Tree decorations
🏷️ Gift tags
🍁 Nature inspired jewellery
🧀 Personalised chopping boards
🍾 Cork coasters
🪧 Bespoke signs

Her Etsy shop is linked in the bio ❤️

She’s at it again! @emkarembo has been using those sleepless nights (damn Parkinson’s!) to great effect, crafting away and making all kinds of pretty things.

💐 Xmas cards hand-painted on seeded paper
🐦 Log bird boxes
🦙 Alpaca fleece nesting supply
🌲 Tree decorations
🏷️ Gift tags
🍁 Nature inspired jewellery
🧀 Personalised chopping boards
🍾 Cork coasters
🪧 Bespoke signs

Her Etsy shop is linked in the bio ❤️

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

That’s a wrap. Six weeks of magic, rest and adventure has come to an end.

We road tripped, pet sat, paddled, hammocked and scootered, cutting down on accommodation costs by turning our hired SUV into a mini camper, and making the most of one of our favourite websites, Trusted Housesitters.

We stayed at three beautiful homes, looking after five dogs, three cats and a coop-full of chickens. Housesitting instructions are sometimes different in America; “don’t go too near the lake, there are a couple of gators in there.”

We surprised each other, turned strangers into friends and caught up with old pals. We saw sports games - the football with the feet and the football with the hands - and played our own, from bowling and pool and crazy golf and arcades to basketball and pickleball.

We shouted “Schoolbus!” every time we saw one. They’ve also been strangely cool but now we have one for people to stay on back home they have added meaning. They also give Em a chance to gently punch me every time she sees a ‘yellow car’.

We rolled through Florida and Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama, along the way munching local specialities, musing at bullet-holed signs and finding classic filming locations - Forrest Gump’s bench is no longer perched at Chippewa Square in Savannah, but there is a nearby chocolate shop that makes a killing!

We saw alligators and herons and pelicans and bald eagles and lizards and manatees and dolphins, and the tracks of bobcat and beaver and bear on the sandy shores of the Mighty Mississippi. The Kennedy Space Centre was out of this world, as was the destination of the SpaceX rocket that launched the same day, hurtling past the supermoon in the skies above Cape Canaveral.

And most of all, with distance taking the limiters off we used our time on the road to plan and scheme and hatch ideas to bring to life over the coming creative winter, back home in our Lincolnshire basecamp at Big Sky.

Em broke her foot twice this year and has that stopped her? Nope!

But trudging across huge Mississippi sandbars with a crutch posed a dilemma; this year’s low river levels meant the tree-line was often going to be a step too far for this human who loves a hammock.

We like problems because we love solutions.

So we found a stand made by a company called YOBO gear which is made for our beloved Haven Tents and bingo! Suddenly a flat, treeless plain can now be a hammocking spot for the night. One night Em was woken by a curious bobcat, who was clearly impressed at her set up 🐱 🤣

Em broke her foot twice this year and has that stopped her? Nope!

But trudging across huge Mississippi sandbars with a crutch posed a dilemma; this year’s low river levels meant the tree-line was often going to be a step too far for this human who loves a hammock.

We like problems because we love solutions.

So we found a stand made by a company called YOBO gear which is made for our beloved Haven Tents and bingo! Suddenly a flat, treeless plain can now be a hammocking spot for the night. One night Em was woken by a curious bobcat, who was clearly impressed at her set up 🐱 🤣

Em broke her foot twice this year and has that stopped her? Nope!

But trudging across huge Mississippi sandbars with a crutch posed a dilemma; this year’s low river levels meant the tree-line was often going to be a step too far for this human who loves a hammock.

We like problems because we love solutions.

So we found a stand made by a company called YOBO gear which is made for our beloved Haven Tents and bingo! Suddenly a flat, treeless plain can now be a hammocking spot for the night. One night Em was woken by a curious bobcat, who was clearly impressed at her set up 🐱 🤣

Em broke her foot twice this year and has that stopped her? Nope!

But trudging across huge Mississippi sandbars with a crutch posed a dilemma; this year’s low river levels meant the tree-line was often going to be a step too far for this human who loves a hammock.

We like problems because we love solutions.

So we found a stand made by a company called YOBO gear which is made for our beloved Haven Tents and bingo! Suddenly a flat, treeless plain can now be a hammocking spot for the night. One night Em was woken by a curious bobcat, who was clearly impressed at her set up 🐱 🤣

Em broke her foot twice this year and has that stopped her? Nope!

But trudging across huge Mississippi sandbars with a crutch posed a dilemma; this year’s low river levels meant the tree-line was often going to be a step too far for this human who loves a hammock.

We like problems because we love solutions.

So we found a stand made by a company called YOBO gear which is made for our beloved Haven Tents and bingo! Suddenly a flat, treeless plain can now be a hammocking spot for the night. One night Em was woken by a curious bobcat, who was clearly impressed at her set up 🐱 🤣

Just one of the highlights of our time in the States, when @emkarembo and I went full “Ole Miss” and pom pom’d our way through one of the US’s healthy tribal traditions - a football game (you know, the one with the hands) 🏈

Every single year I gather a little group to paddle and camp on the Lower Mississippi, and it never gets old.

The company and food and hammock camping and playtime and wildlife was next to none last week.

As always, thanks and love to John, River, Heather, Ceili and now Charley, our second family over at the @quapawcanoecompany