Land of the Long Grey Cloud

If New Zealand is the land off the long white cloud, the Victorian east coast lives under an army blanket. Taking decent photos is a nightmare. No amount of software can make a silk purse out of what I’m looking at. Of course, I’ll stick around for the next predicted sunny day (in about aContinue reading “Land of the Long Grey Cloud”

Into the Wild Wood

It’s 6:30pm and I’ve unhitched in an industrial area side street. I’m trying not to dribble my beer following a marathon filling at the dentist (ouch!…no, that’s my credit card). Murphy’s Law is down to a niggle as I wait for a spare part to arrive from Melbourne. I’m supposed to be near Wilsons PromontoryContinue reading “Into the Wild Wood”

Ninety Mile Bitch

Well, that’s how I was feeling in the late afternoon after leaving Sale. The last three days had gone smoothly, parking myself discreetly just off the highway about 9klm’s from town. The car battery had been suffering terminal lethargy for several months, bravely soldiering on with the occasional help from our jump starter pak. ButContinue reading “Ninety Mile Bitch”

..and now for somewhere completely different

They say variety is the spice of life. Mixing up your topography is a key to keeping travels ‘new’ and refreshing. Going from red soil and ancient ridges to the verdant green of the rainforest, really makes me appreciate how beautiful and diverse this country is. The van was ready by mid-afternoon. I had alreadyContinue reading “..and now for somewhere completely different”

Running from El Nino

I’ve had an eye on the long range forecast for a while now. When it became clear that an El Nino event was on the cards, a decision had to be made. Heading north into outback NSW and Queensland this late in the year was always a moot point, but the prospect of heatwave conditionsContinue reading “Running from El Nino”

Menindee Lakes

On the Friday morning, I squeezed in a round of golf at the local course, which just happened to be right next door to the racecourse. Bloody magpies! The kamikazes of the bird world. No warning, not even a flap of wings. That, and the guy following me around on his V8 ride on mowerContinue reading “Menindee Lakes”

Broken Hill – A State of Mine

Damn!! Missed the Broken Heel Festival by two weeks. All those double entendres I just can’t use now. Oh well, just have to put THAT frock away till next year(lol). So, what’s left? Broken Hill reminds me of Kalgoorlie, the townscape dominated by a gigantic hole in the ground, tailings piled high against the blueContinue reading “Broken Hill – A State of Mine”

All Downhill From Here

It was hard to let go of my little spot at Panchillna Gorge, not that there was a que of course. But, Monday was going to be stinking hot, with the promise of violent winds and rain later in the afternoon. So on the Sunday morning, got up early to ready the van before theContinue reading “All Downhill From Here”