Higher, Higher

The bus crawled up another steep hill. I resembled a dog on a joyous car ride, throwing my head from side to side, a huge grin plastered across my face.

We had decided to venture to Rapaki. It is a small farming town in the center of what seemed to be a crater. A lake filled the middle of hillsides and semi mountains, with no flat land to be spared.



Less than ten seconds after hopping out of the bus, a rooster crowed in welcome.

Up the road we went, eying the sheep that stared at us curiously.



We walked along the barbed wire looking for any structural deficiencies we might be able to exploit. Soon enough, a wooden gate presented itself. Over we went and up we began.

It didnt look too intimidating at the time. Only as I progressed did I start to realize exactly what I was doing. My breath was short. I was really leaning into the hill, trying not to tumble backwards. I looked down.

See that road down there? Neither can I.

I looked up. Angles that and obstacles that didnt exist when looking up the road were laid before me. A natural playground. Sunlight spilled over the peak and seduced me. I wasnt leaving until I saw it.

I climbed further, sometimes on all fours using weeds as hand grips. I was rewarded for my persistence.






+1000 Experience points.

Pick a Bus, Any Bus

I had an idea. After seeing the map of bus routes which resembled a rainbow spider web more than anything coherent, I wanted to hop on one and see where in the web I might find myself.

So Vince and I picked one. The number 60 to Parklands. Sounds like an excellent adventure right? Parklands.

We passed a few exotic places only to eventually see a small dune blocking any possible view with signs posted saying "Beach Access." Yes.

We hopped off and sprinted up. We were rewarded with this sight.


It was deserted. It was breathtaking. It needed a conscious mind to observe it. So we walked, examining shells, odd sites, anything really.


The remains of a prehistoric marine apex predator.


A happy man.

We soon stumbled upon a small group of trees - a perfect fort. Many of these trees offered their branches to our feet...so we politely accepted the invitation.





After refueling on chicken, pasta, and mango at the local cafe we decided that, surely, there must be some more quests in this area.

As we stepped onto the beach again, an objective showed itself. Down the coastline, perhaps a couple miles of way was a pier reaching out into the ocean. We walked with purpose.






Maybe what we found instead was peace.