I’m starting to think about heading back to Aussie, maybe March/April?  That way I’ll get a little bit of warm weather and over the weekend I was talking to some old friends in Sydney and on the Central Coast.

One guy that I’ll try to get a hold of is a guy called Butch.  His real name is different.  Funny thing about Butch is that we met years ago through a group of friends.  I wasn’t out to them in any way and after knowing Butch socially for over a year I finally discovered he was gay.

He is a str8 acting good looking tall masculine guy and he was one of the first friends I told about this blog.

Funny thing is, it was Butch who introduced me to Grindr and was a huge fan of it.

Butch, if you are reading this touch base mate.

This morning I woke up nice and early to a gorgeous day.  Not a cloud in the sky, a little cool and not a breath of wind.

I hadn’t made any plans for the day but there was no way I could spend the day inside so I jumped in the car and headed down to Glenorchy where there are a bunch of hiking tracks (they call it ‘tramping’ in NZ).  In the end I decided to shoot up the Routeburn Track (one of the ‘Great Walks’).  I had been up there years and years ago and I was keen to see how far up I could get.

Surprisingly there was a little bit of snow up high which stopped me in my tracks but I had a great 7hr walk, there wasn’t many people about and I think I even got a little burnt.

I got the camera out a couple of times but these photos really don’t do it justice.

Walkabout refers to a rite of passage where male Australian Aborigines would undergo a journey during adolescence and live in the wilderness for a period as long as six months

I often go walkabout, not for six months, when I want to think about things.  Growing up on the coast whenever I was upset about something,  in a bit of trouble or didn’t have enuf money I’d go walkabout on the beach for a few hours and I’d always feel better when I got back.  I’m not sure if it was the exercise or just the time thinking but it is something that works for me.

I’ve never really seen myself as having a proper ‘boyfriend’ but this weekend with Will has changed my mind, I think.

Will and I have the same hobbies, he is awesome on a snowboard, we fuck like rabbits, he likes girls, he is str8 acting and he is hot.  He is very shy about his gay tendencies and outside of his time with me and all the fun we’ve gotten up to he hasn’t experimented with other guys.

Since Will got back to Aussie after his winter in Canada he hasn’t been able to get the kind of job that he wants and with the current economic conditions he doesn’t expect that to change anytime soon.  So I asked him to move in with me – I’m sure I can give him enuf work (maybe some photography work – fingers crossed – would never get him to do a face shot shot).

He did get on the plane this morning but I’m hoping that I’ve planted a seed for him to think about.

He did say that if he didn’t have a proper job by November he would consider going back to North America for the winter.  I was really hoping to move to the Central Coast north of Sydney and have a summer on the beach and in my speedos but I think I’d give that up if Will wanted me to head over with him.

Interesting times…..

Over the last couple of months I’ve noticed a certain train of thought….

That I should just come out and annouce my homosexuality.

Thing is… I’m not homosexual. I’m not hetrosexual either. I am a bit of both – hence the word bisexuality.

Bisexuality is a sexual orientation which refers to the romantic and/or sexual attraction of individuals to others of both genders (socially) or sexes (biologically). Most bisexuals are not equally attracted to men and women and may even shift between states of finding either gender or sex exclusively attractive over the course of time.However, some bisexuals are and remain fairly static in their level of attraction throughout their adult life.

Although observed in a variety of forms in human societies and in the animal kingdom throughout recorded history, the term bisexuality (like the terms hetero- and homosexuality) was only coined in the 19th century.

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Perhaps it is because of my nomadic existence these days but I comfortable being ‘in the closet’ to some of my friends and family while in different circles I’m more than happy to be known as someone who is very open minded.

Unfortunately, not everyone that I know is open minded enuf to understand that. And I’m not on a crusade to change peoples minds so what they don’t know doesn’t hurt them. I’m sure there are hypothetical scenarios which would cause a conflict of where I would step up and show my true colours (as has happened to Aaron) but that hasn’t happened yet and if it does I’ll deal with it then.

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If you guys sound interested then I would like to discuss this more over the coming weeks (leave a comment if you are). Two great bloggers Aaron (in Montreal) and Matt (in LA) have both written about their ‘coming out’ and ‘not coming’ out experiences over the last couple of days. They both have completely difference experiences and although my reaction has been different I don’t think any of us are wrong – just different.

And if there are any girls who are going to be in Queenstown who want to test out my bisexuality then count me in – haha.

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