It's not so much the story as the telling of it.

Depression is what happens when reality collides with the dreams and fantasies you've been cultivating.

If there's a reason why I shouldn't just hang myself from the kitchen beam please let me know.

Take your broken heart and tell the trees about it.

Fully kitted

Snowgums

Up there out there

On the slope

The big blue

View from the road

Big Trev

It was one of those weekends that made you think if only you had the whole park to yourself. Yourself and about a dozen of your best mates. That's how they ski them in heaven.

Outfit of the weekend

The drop

The view, the view

Up to no good

Git down

Into the bowl

To Waimea

At Antons

The best thing for the soul is to do something for another and ask nothing in return.

If you wake at dawn as the birds start chirping and the planes start flying overhead, notice how the sound they make is swallowed up by infinite silence all around. If you can feel the silence you will be able to calm your heart, at least for a few moments.