A gloved fist waved above my head in a helicopter fashion was sufficient to ward off today’s early morning magpie […]


A gloved fist waved above my head in a helicopter fashion was sufficient to ward off today’s early morning magpie […]

Camping in the Bowen Caravan Park last night, the tropical green stinging ants took a particular liking to Therese. The […]

Wallaroo is an unreconstructed seaside port. It’s certainly not gentrified. Some roadwork is being done but the roads around town […]

Lately, I have been feeling the cold more than I might normally. Perhaps it’s a consequence of getting older. As […]

Fingers and Nose -Todger and Toes: It’s the extremities that suffer most in the cold. Minus 1 on the beach at […]

112 kilometers today. Sub zero, icy, freezing, chilly, take your pick, whatever adjective you want to use, it was very […]

A sheep grazier weather report warned of frosts, thankfully I was camped under an awing behind a shed. Still, I […]

I had been warned about the road between Nullarbor Roadhouse and Nundroo Roadhouse. In particular the area around Yalata, where […]

Sucking on a fag, the gap-toothed trucker said, “You need an engine in that thing.” As I wheeled up to […]

Bunda Cliffs to Nullarbor Roadhouse 105 kilometers Clear cold and crisp start to the day, packed up camp. Then began […]