“There’s nothing like Australia” goes the slogan. But have you ever wondered what all the fuss is about? From barbies and thongs, colourful characters and weird place names like Woolloomooloo, No Where Else, Mt Buggery and Tumburumba, the land down under is filled with more than natural wonders. Now, after one of the largest national … More The Wonders of Australia
A recent getaway to the Grampians National Park inspires new walks, even after dozens of visits. … More Walking in Wonderland
Who would have thought I’d fall for him so completely, yet feel so distant. To see him in a church and leave smitten. That we’d meet in yet another place, far from home, spend an intimate night together and then have to leave again. Between you and me, I have a confession to make.
As much as I love camping sometimes it’s plain easier to book a room. I look at the benefits of AirBnBs versus taking the van. … More Airing out the BnBs
Dear Ocean and Sand Dunes, thank you for making us feel tiny, humble, inspired, salty, windswept and free all at once”. That’s how this place made me feel. From driving on massive sand dunes to riding the ocean waves, the area around Cape Bridgewater blew me away, nearly literally.
A snapshot of Strahan, on Tasmania’s wild west coast, a beautiful and totally rugged part of the world and a place where we almost lost my father in law. … More A Snapshot of Strahan
A photographic and poetic interpretation of Emptiness, drawing on our road trek into outback Australia last year. … More Emptiness
Australia is huge and it would take a lifetime to see it all. I know, I’m stating the obvious. With a landmass of 7,617,930 square kilometres, a coastline spanning 25,760 kilometres and 20 percent of our land classed as desert there’s a lot of sublime nothingness to explore. My latest published article focuses on some of that vastness on … More Crossing the Land of Plenty
Wild terrain surrounds the meticulously maintained historic treasure of Walhalla. We revisit after many years. … More Walhalla Walkabout
There’s something about the rush of wind in your hair when you’re cycling that’s totally invigorating. That is, until you find yourself face down on the ground.
