Nick Cummins - The Honey Badger Guide To Life

What the shuck? Spearing a few oysters down in Smoky Bay.

The Badge on The Bridge. Doing a live cross to the Today show from the top of the Coathanger.

Emus have the worst road sense run into one of those and its like hitting a pillow with a shotgun.

Losing my shirt at Lake Eyre, 15 metres below sea level but not a drop in sight.

Sunset at the Great Australian Bight.

The doors always open, folks. All youve got to do is knock.

Margaret River great wine, super sunsets, top surf. Never met Marg though.

Time to catch a wave, Badge.

Im a big fan of water sports. Keeping a firm grip on your pole is crucial.

Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Long live John Wayne!

On Crab Claw Island doing the Top End by chopper as a Tourism Australia ambassador. Sweet gig.

Probably not the best place to practise my two-legged poodle walk.

Australia. We believe in a good time, a fair go ... and a dirty mo.

Stonehenge at Esperance. 2500 tonnes of granite about as heavy as the All Blacks pack.

At Crocosaurus Cove in the Northern Territory for Tourism Australia. Do crocs eat ya whole? Nah, they spit that bit out.

Last time I was this far underground, I was almost 10 years old and dug a hole so deep in the backyard we almost hit China.

A Wallaby and a kangaroo. Meet Grace snug as a bug in a rug!

Yarning with the locals on my bike trip across Australia with National Geographic.

Lifes a long road. Hit it at pace.

Disconnect to reconnect.

Take the best and wash off the rest!

Sinking my teeth into cage diving with great white sharks.

Getting a bit of D on the chassis.

Herding wild cattle bulls in the Northern Territory. Ive still got scars to prove it.

On ya bike and into the yonder. Take time to find your freedom.

Do you reckon the llama copped a whiff?

Feeding a few Noahs at sunset on the reef.

Nothing beats getting high in nature!

THE MEANING OF LIFE

Were born kicking and screaming and then latch on for a feed. If were lucky, were loved, and depend on our parents for everything. As we kick on, we learn good and bad from family and friends and try to find our spot on the planet. As a young bloke discovers girls, he realises that his weapon is not just good for dangling soap on a rope or hanging a towel (gifted blokes only). Eventually, most fellas tie the knot or shack up with their princess, have kids and put on weight. After a standard life, we pull the pin and face the Big Fella. Then when were done, the kids can blue over whats left.

Thats a pretty average summary of life, but it doesnt have to be like that. Our lives can be so much better. Life is a gift and we should grab it with both hands and enjoy the shit out of it. Bear with me, and well go into a bit more detail.

Having a youngster is a pretty big deal. For previous generations, having a truckload of kids was the norm. Huge families were the order of the day, its just the way it was. Im from a big family and I enjoyed my time as a youngster. As one of eight kids, you learnt to be a little less selfish, that you cant always have what you want and to be a little more patient. Mostly, you learnt to be on time for tucker.