Had a pretty relaxed (this is becoming repetitive and Something must be Done About it!) weekend. Pottered about Sat morning making orange juice, washing, tidying etc. and went for a short jog (which went well). Then in the avo headed over to Glynn and Jayne who were looking after Jayne’s sisters kids. Dave had been playing with them all day and, for once, looked tired. I was stunned. Mind you, he recovered quickly and about an hour later was trampolining away.

Sunday got up early and went over to Dave’s for breakfast. A fairly leisurely affair and he introduced me to the wonders of a juicing machine. Very cool. We then went off to the Port Hills as Dave had promised to lead me up Hangman – a very exposed and exciting 17 on the prow of Castle Rock. I really enjoyed the climb. It was steep and pretty pumpy towards the top, but great views and a wonderful location.

Then it was back to Dave’s with Michelle who had joined us for a lazy day. Ice cream was eaten, hammocks were got out and Michelle and I settled back to relax. Just as things couldn’t have become much better Dave comes running round the corner singing James Bond music with a water pistol in each hand. Things descended pretty fast from there and it was all out warfare for the next hour. After which Shelly and I went climbing in Albert Terrace before Dave and I went to Glynn and Jayne’s for an excellent dinner. All in all a great day.

So a word about Dave.. he is off to kayak the Grand Canyon in a month or so and after that will end up in Vancouver though whether he plans to stay there I don’t know. I will really miss him. He’s an exceptional human being – ridiculous amounts of energy and enthusiasm for whatever sport he propels himself into at breakneck speed, and also for his friends. He has been a real rock this year which has been greatly appreciated.

So I hope we see him back this way again.. though one imagines that the excitements and adventures of Canada might trap him for a while. There is much quality rock there, and many beautiful rivers.

Have had a great week so far.. Glynn and Jayne have been down and many pints (of wonderful German beer) were drunk… I’ve also started back in my old job doing IT again.. will see how that goes. Also had a call from the movember foundation in OZ as they were wondering if I’d do an interview with a newspaper… I said no worries but I’ve not been contacted yet. And no, it’s not because my moustache is particularly incredible (though of course, it is) it’s because so many of you have been generous and donated.

It has been far too long since I actually managed to get out of ChCh for the weekend.. so when my friend Fergus invited me to Lake Coleridge (an hours drive from ChCh) I decided to head along for the trip.

It’s a beautiful lake surrounded by hills and mountains – glacial fed I imagine with colour like it has? They also have a hydro plant there.. I wonder how often the horses get fried?

On the way back the following day we stopped off in Horarata for a pie (so good) and tried out their mini golf. It was probably the funniest mini golf course I have ever been on – seeing as it was really just a grassy field. Still, at $2 a pop it didn’t exactly break the bank!

It would take an average man performing physical labour for 25,000 hours to produce the amount of energy contained in one barrel of oil. If that barrel happens to be produced in Iraq it can be drilled for as little as $1, less than the cost of a bottle of water.

Go away nasty Peak Oil!

Honestly… I am trying… I’m sure it’s just being fair that makes it look so weedy