Adventure Magazine

Phil Wilkins (1948 - 2022) I have looked back over the last two years of my editorials, and apart from one or two, there is an ongoing common theme. It is obviously, something we all need to be aware of but do these editorials have an effect? Maybe not, but that does not delete the endeavor. To be concise and to summarize the majority of the last two years' editorial is to say that our only non-renewable asset is time and the overpowering need to use it wisely and effectively. To continue with the cliché, no one ever lay on their deathbed wishing they had spent more time at work. We do not get to choose the hand we are dealt in terms of health; sure, we can improve our…

The Red Bull Illume competition brings together the best athletes and photographers in the world. The results are often stunning, capturing a moment, a feeling, or visually telling a narrative. Giuliano Cameroni is an astounding climber with a unique way of looking at both the rock he climbs and the nature that surrounds it. Stefan Kürzi has managed to capture that moment with this exceptional image. Giuliano Cameroni sees rocks differently to most people. To him, a boulder of granite is a playground, a puzzle. It's a work of art. The Swiss climber used to follow the ways of most other climbers by working heavily in the gym to build up the muscle to tackle the toughest boulders both at home and abroad. However, an encounter with another climber, Charles…

“THIS IS ALWAYS A DISCONCERTING SIGHT FOR A CLIMBER. IT WAS ESPECIALLY ALARMING BECAUSE WE WATCHED THE DEBRIS PETER DOWN TOWARDS A GULLY WHERE WE'D BEEN PLANNING TO VENTURE IN THE COMING DAYS.” This is always a disconcerting sight for a climber. It was especially alarming because we watched the debris peter down towards a gully where we'd been planning to venture in the coming days. The gully was the access to 375m-long alpine climb called Sala Athee, on the peak known as The Monk, which was recommended to us because of its technical crack climbing. We were sitting in an idyllic bivvy spot below the granite needles of Envers des Aiguilles, near Chamonix, in the heart of the European Alps. The rockfall wasn't anywhere near us, but witnessing such…

Absolute focus. This moment was all about the thrill of racing along the trail, anticipating the direction of the next turn, guessing how big those rocks were and picking the rigiit line as the bike careered over sporadic streams in a spray of cold water. Nothing else mattered as I weaved between tree trunks, under overhanging branches and around huge rocks. The closeness of the forest exaggerated the sense of speed and yes, I was on a high. Several metres away one of those typically clear West Coast rivers crashed and cascaded its way over giant granite and marble boulders, but its beauty went almost unnoticed as I concentrated on the path ahead. It was the second day of my journey, and I had reached the last 8km of a…

Bufoni has carved out a reputation as one of the best global skaters with six X Games golds to her name, three silvers and three bronzes. For this project, the Sãao Paulo native hopped on an airplane used in the Fast & Furious films and made history with a distinctive trick shot by the aerial cameraman from the film Mission: Impossible Fallout. Bufoni intensified her physical training in the months leading into the stunt at Aerotelier - an aero-sport base in Argentina - by skydiving more than 100 times to prepare for this challenge. When Bufoni finally telt ready, she traveled in late August with more than 50 people from the production and shooting crew to shoot in a tailor-made skatepark inside a C-130 Hercules airplane California Skafeparks founder Joe…

Standing on Karekare beach I can understand why a famous director chose to shoot a movie here. Apart from a lone fisherman practicing his craft we were the only people. Ahead of us the fine black sand, freshly groomed by the outgoing tide, stretched to the horizon. Somewhere up there, over six kilometres away along the beach, was the entrance to the Manukau harbour. The colours of the Tasman Sea always seem that much richer alongside the deep charcoals and blacks of the shoreline. Today the waves fought their way in against an offshore wind, finally crashing in a mass of spray and then racing up the sloping beach towards us, coming to a stop a few feet away. Almost a kilometre away to our left, a few dunes dotted…