Doc and I were lying in the tent, having our morning coffee on the balcony. The morning bird chorus was phenomenal, and we were just watching the lagoon he’d been catching fish in yesterday. Suddenly …
I did Gunshot! I was still on a high when I woke up the next morning. But it didn’t take long before I came down to earth with a thud. Gunshot is definitely not the …
I did Gunshot! I was on such a high. Gunshot is the stuff of legend. Even the chicken track at Gunshot has a deep, long creek crossing. And even the easier of the 2 exits …
After spending almost 5 months in Adelaide on family matters, with only small weekend trips away, I felt the need to do something a bit bigger. “I need to do something challenging” I said to …
There is little more disconcerting in life than waking up, climbing out of your tent for your early morning pee, and being greeted by a round of applause. When you’re all alone. That’s what happened …
We’re at Cape Tribulation. A day later than planned, but the delay was worth it.
We did 1500k Gympie to Cairns in 2 days, then another day for the 100ks Cairns to Mossman. I guess it was an ambitious schedule to try to fit Daintree sightseeing into one day!
If I start describing scenery I’ll write a Thomas Hardy novel, so I won’t even start. If you’re interested, there are many, many travelogues extolling the beauty of the area. None of them are exaggerating.
Except for the ones on Port Douglas.
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I’m sitting under the palm trees in the caravan park in Cairns, laptop plugged straight into the power outlet, catching up on some emails while I wait for everybody to pack up.
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We’ve arrived in Cairns during the coldest winter they’ve had for years. So cold in fact that last night I nearly had to put a jacket on. I would have put one on except I was wearing a new top and had to show it off. The back is a big embroidered butterfly with cut outs, so of course nothing was going over that on its first night out! Using the shoe philosophy (when you find one that fits buy it in every colour) I bought 3 tops and a dress. All in different colours with different detail on the back.
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I’m living with the heater nazi.
Doc, as I’m my partner will henceforth be known in this blog, doesn’t feel the cold, so doesn’t think anybody else should either.
Everytime I put the heater on he gives me “that” look. The one where he’s desperately trying not to roll his eyes. Though sometimes he can’t help himself and he even verbalises the disdain. “Are you kidding?”
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It’s a boy thing, isn’t it? This playing with big machines.
They’re out there now – my new partner and his 16 year old son. In the tractor and happy as pigs in shit.
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I’ve been outback NSW over the last week. Working of course, but managing to combine business with pleasure.
While we were out that way I took the opportunity to go and visit some relatives, and over a couple of bottles of wine with dinner we started discussing the family history.
My grandmother was born in 1907 in a little place called Mt Hope. About halfway between Cobar and Hillston on the Kidman Way.
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