I came to the UK at the start of 2011 and the timing of that decision meant I missed possibly the biggest sporting event in New Zealand’s history, the Rugby World Cup. I’ll never forget watching the final at the Walkabout in Shepherd’s Bush but not being there to see it in person always bothered me a little. As luck would have it, come 2015 the Cup came to the UK and after a very favourable ballot, I intended to take full advantage.
Continuing on with the Nordic theme of my summer in 2015, I avoided warm temperatures and headed to Iceland. The trip was all about hiking the 6-day Laugavegur Trail, but I had time before the hike to check out the capital Reykjavik and drive around the Golden Circle.
Day 8 and we crossed the imaginary line (there’s an island with a plaque on it) and entered the Arctic Circle. For many, this was where the real fun starts. By now, the temperatures were dropping unlike the sun which wasn’t going below the horizon, causing 24 hour daylight and plenty of confusion about when to stop drinking at the bar.
Another fun season! 10 days, 4 countries (Italy, Switzerland, Bulgaria and the East Coast of the U.S.), 200+ km boarded, 30,000m vertical drop.
And on the 4th day, we reached the shores of Norway. I was expecting snow-capped mountains rising out of the sea from all angles with small colourful sea-side villages dotting the shoreline and I got exactly that and then some, reminded me a lot of New Zealand…with more fish. Along the way we learnt a lot about Norwegian culture thanks to the historians and biologists onboard, a country that has played the hand it was dealt extremely well.
Mission to the Arctic. I booked this trip in the first week of 2015 in a bit of a yolo moment, I’d always wanted to go to the Arctic Circle and getting there via the Norwegian Fjords on a ship seemed like the perfect way to see Norway.
I’ve been wanting to go to Poland ever since I came to Europe, and Kraków is always put forward as the city to prioritise over the capital, Warsaw. So we assembled a great crew and took one of the May bank holidays to explore and also take a somber day-trip out to Auschwitz-Birkenau.
When coming up with a shortlist of locations for 2015’s long weekend of snowboarding, Spain, Slovenia and Bulgaria were thrown around, the village of Bansko in Bulgaria seemed like the best bet. Over the past few years they’ve spent tens of millions on the village and lift system, it’s still mega cheap and the terrain, while no Alps, looked pretty decent. So we ventured East.
One of the many travel-related things I wanted to do upon arriving in the Northern Hemisphere was to snowboard on all four sides of the alps. All that remained was the incredibly expensive Swiss Alps, and with the window being over the New Year period it was even more spendy than usual. So we decided to be smart and stay on the much cheaper Italian side at Brueil-Cervinia which lies on the border with Switzerland and in the shadow of the legendary Matterhorn. Armed with a shiny new GoPro, a guy with skis and advice from the Wizard we gave the place a good look.
I’ve been to Austria a few times now and Vienna was the last city I really wanted to see. It used to be the centre-piece of the Austro-Hungarian Empire so the collection of art, buildings and architecture is pretty impressive. Being December the Christmas markets were at max volume, it was impossible to go round a corner without stumbling upon one, the Austrians love Christmas.