After meeting Ford St Clair (his nom de plume) on the St Helens Pier two years ago, and keeping in touch sporadically from that time, the man himself drove down from Wynyard on Friday to visit us in Hobart. All of us were Very Pleased to see him, and fed him pea and ham soup, …
[A LONG POST, BUT A GOOD ONE…] We have been having a great time hanging around in Hobart for the past week or two. Small Brother came over a bit before Christmas and flew me over to Melbourne where we had a celebratory and very fancy family dinner at the Press Club. I got to …
I delight in the fact that Queensland does not have daylight saving. I do not delight in waking up with the sun at a quarter past five every morning, but I’m learning to cope. But today, even at that early hour, I could tell that the day was going to be a hot one. Fact: …
When Cyclone Debbie did her thing back on 28 March 2017 we were tucked away in Port Davey, on Tasmania’s west coast, with no phone reception. We had zero connection to the outside world. Thus, the flattening of many areas of the Whitsundays pretty much passed us by – but upon walking around Airlie Beach …
A short update as we leave Strahan and head out through Macquarie Harbour, back through Hells Gates and into the ocean again. I haven’t completed my post on the Gordon and Franklin Rivers, but as we are heading to Port Davey we will be out of range of any phone/interweba I thought I would quickly …
A day before Christmas. Small DB and I took off at 7am to look around Salamanca Market – it was deliciously uncrowded. We spent some time looking at the organic fruit and veg stall – planned to buy three cucumbers, but reneged when it turned out they cost $14. For three cucumbers. OUCH. We went …