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Great to get back behind the camera and be #director again! It was a tough production, where almost everything that could go wrong did go wrong, but we persevered through adversity and made it! The cast and crew were fantastic and I think we got something special. I look forward to starting post production and sharing this story with you. #FEAR coming soon. I’ll drop updates on my Twitter.. so if you don’t follow me already, head over to @petergadiot on twitter and we’ll talk there🎥

Is that an air bubble in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? 🤦‍♂️🙄😆🌬 #carribbeansea #mexico

I was glad to see that this #worldenvironmentday there was a focus on plastic. People are starting to understand the devastation a throw away single use plastic society can cause. Make no mistake it’s a massive, serious problem. Our oceans are choked with plastic, killing wildlife in huge numbers. And the reason is... us. Yep, you and me and our friends and family. It’s not other people who are to blame, it’s us. We have to start taking responsibility for our choices. It’s strange how I hear so many people say they love nature, they love going to the beach and swimming in the oceans and snorkeling, they love animals and yet they blissfully throw away lots of single use plastics everyday. Plastics take HUNDREDS of years to breakdown. So that little plastic stick you used to stir your coffee for 3 seconds will still be on this planet in the year 2518. Think about that. The same with the that plastic fork you used for a couple of minutes with your take out lunch. The same with that plastic bag you didn’t even need. The same with that plastic water bottle, that plastic straw and on and on and on. It’s crazy that something that is used for such a short time lasts so long. Governments and companies are slowly starting to take action, but it’s too little too late. They never lead, they only follow the tide of public opinion. We lead them. So let’s step up. We’re kinda addicted to single use plastic cos it’s just so easy. But the thing is, today it’s also pretty easy to #passonplastic you just have to be mindful and make the choice. The easiest thing is just say “No thanks”. Ask yourself do you really need it? Probably not. Every time you say no to single use plastic, it matters. Every little helps. There’s many alternatives out there to use and it’s kinda fun looking for them.. portable bamboo utensils.. I’m in! Reusable hemp shopping bag.. duh! Foldable metal straw.. sold! Collapsible water bottle.. yes please! There’s loads. And then a year or two later when they’re still serving you well, you look at them and you know, that one little item has saved so much plastic being thrown into our eco system. If that ain’t cool I don’t know what is. #SayNoToPlastic 💚

Season 2 of #QueenOfTheSouth is streaming on #netflix now! Go binge and let me know what you think #teamJames 🙏 @queenonusa

Literally my office 🎥🤷‍♂️

Love that even the most random crappiest of side streets looks so beautiful in the #mediterranean Also love when random chairs are left in the middle of streets, cos I’m gonna sit in them. Don’t really love my cheesy man in a watch #ad pose though. Or maybe it’s a sunglasses #ad, hmmm. No actually I’ve decided it’s a chair #ad. Buy wooden chairs, second hand ones. Old wooden chairs make your life better.👍 (Full disclosure: I was paid handsomely for this #ad by the SPOWC - Society for the Preservation of Old Wooden Chairs. Thanks)

Mood

I played the lead guitarist Stephen in the rock n roll mini series “All You Need Is Me” that’s available to stream now- check it out and let me know what you think! 🎸@studioplus_app @canalplus photo by @marie.parent📸 #allyouneedisme

BULA! Love #Fiji So much fun sea kayaking around the islands and exploring mangroves and deserted beaches, wonderful, friendly people open to sharing their unique culture and traditions. Your heart is full but there’s a troubling side here too.. I never like staying in resorts, I like to adventure more and explore local life and I was struck at the massive contrast of how lots of locals lived in the main island- in abject poverty and yet there’s hundreds of luxury resorts that charge $thousands$ a night to stay in. But where’s all that money in the local community? Seems like none is invested for the benefit of Fiji, it’s all syphoned off to western businessmen, with no care or consideration. Ofcourse this happens many places in the world, but I’ve rarely seen this extreme contrast. It’s maddeningly unjust. I strongly encourage you to visit Fiji but do so in a way that will benefit Fijians not a greedy multinational hotel. This profit over people mentality has to stop. #votewithyourdollar

Deep in thought. Can’t figure out if it’s Peter debating if he deserves some cake at lunch or James debating if that mofo deserved to die 🤔 Cake or killing, pretty much the only two things I think about on set. Behind the scenes shot from last year by @nick.gomez

Inspiration. Role model. Hero. #RIPstephenhawking

Channeling my inner #musketeer! 🤺 Fun fact of the day, the Gadiot’s originated in #Aquitaine, France. I reckon my ancestors would be proud of my twizzled tash! Well, maybe not but points for trying. Horses, hats, pointy facial hair and castles.. Ohh I was born in the wrong century🏰

Happy #valentines day to all you lonely hearts and unrequited lovers 💘

Wake up you sleepy head! Put on some clothes, get out of bed, Put another log on the fire for me, I've made some breakfast and coffee, Look out my window and what do I see..

Throwback to when I was cabin boy on a spaceship 🚀 🛰🌌

Hut life #Aotearoa

This heart of stone has a story! After summiting I spot something- buried in a pile of stones, untouched on that remote mountain for perhaps millions of years, 3000M high, was this rock. Cracked & shaped by the forces of nature over time & forming a near perfect #heart. I thought it was a beautiful miracle. I had to take it home with me. To my partners bemusement I put the heavy rock in my pack. Two hrs later I say “Stop! Listen.” The faintest voice is there in the wind. “Help! Help! Come back!” We look at each other. Shit. I shout “We’re coming!” We turn & climb back up. A solo climber we met earlier fell a nasty vertical drop, hit a ledge & stopped just short of the precipice. His leg was badly broken. There’s no way he could move or that we could move him. We were three days hike from the nearest dirt road. Fortunately we have a satellite phone & call in the emergency. We layered up and waited. But then the weather began to turn. I watched the blue sky disappear and the clouds swirl & encircle us. The visibility reduced to nothing. Bad news. Hidden in the whiteout. Hours pass & the sun dips behind the rocky spine throwing us into shade. The temperature drops. I started to prepare for a night exposed on the mountain. Then we hear the familiar chugging of helicopter rotors. There’s a break in the cloud. We spot it. But it can’t see us. Tiny specs on the giant peak. At last we are sighted, a man winches down, the injured climber is stabilized and flown straight of the ledge, hanging below the chopper. They vanish, the sound fades to silence, until it’s just us, darkness closing in, still 6 hours climb to camp. We made it back, he didn’t, but he lives to fight another day. He was lucky I heard his cry for help. A bit later or if the wind was up, his voice would’ve been drowned out and he’d be up there alone. And the stone heart? I took it out to access my pack in the rescue. Then after, with our need to get to safety, I forgot it. I was so sad when I realized I left it! But, the reason I don’t have it is because we returned to help someone in need. I left my heart on the mountain to help save someone’s life. What else are hearts for right? To give love🖤

On the #summit of Mt Aspiring in the Southern Alps of New Zealand. It’s not the altitude that’s the challenge on this peak, but the unpredictable, variable terrain with high object dangers. Most of the lower ridge is usually covered in snow so this allows a relatively fast ascent on crampons to the upper part, but due to #globalwarming it was all exposed rock until the summit cone, where we encountered steep tricky ice sections. (A guide I met after said in 15 years on that mountain he had never seen less snow.) This exposed rock presented us with dangerous and technical multi-pitches on vertical walls, huge buttresses and gendarmes that added hours and a lot more risk to the summit day. All made harder wearer big bulky high alpine boots. The biggest single danger was the rock itself. New Zealand rock is notoriously poor. The freeze-thaw cycle means that its allways cracking and broken up. It’s a crumbly mess. The rockfall is a huge risk. The previous week on nearby Mt Cook we met a climber who was hit by a rock and broke his arm- we helped him get emergency evacuated- he couldn’t get off the mountain with one arm. Here, I was on belay and then I hear Rock! Rock! A head sized boulder comes hurtling down towards me, bouncing left and right. I’m perched on a tiny ledge, no way to move my feet, really all I can do is move my head, it rockets downs right at my face and I just dodge it by an inch. A few tiny pieces hit me, one acorn sized one smashes my shin and a thumbnail sized stone hits me in the face and nearly knocks a tooth out.. can you imagine if the big one hit me, it’s game over. And it’s a bitch to climb on. Literally most of your hand holds pull away or fall apart, and with a thousand foot drop at stake, it’s very frustrating. And it’s not just small pieces that flake away, but huge boulders that you’re certain look stable, move and wobble when tested. You cannot trust anything. You climb expecting your hold to fail. It makes even a simple scramble section have potentially fatal fall consequences. The two of us made it up and down safely but another climber we met on the ascent was not so lucky. Read my next post for that story.

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