A year and a half ago I’d been overjoyed to share my travelling ways with my dad. Now I was lucky enough to be welcoming a second lot of visitors. My mum and step-dad (Ian) were joining me on the open road, the three of us embarking on a four week motorhome tour of New …
The Great Ocean Road and Grampians Tour
Swapping the beautiful fluffy green hills of Tasmania for the flat red, brown and grey of Melbourne, the only thing raised from the ground, the shining towers at its centre, I knew I’d made the right choice when I took that flight to Hobart two months ago. Now much more a fan of open spaces …
Tasmania – Four Days To See It All (Part Two)
Just two days into my trip I could already feel the effects of the long drives, as I struggled to raise my head from the floor to begin day three. With a slow start, I enjoyed benefits of a paid campsite, having a shower and using the basic kitchen facilities. My current early morning lifestyle …
Tasmania – Four Days To See It All (Part One)
And so I began my first multi day solo car adventure. One that would cover almost 1500km and take me to some of Tasmania’s most coveted locations. I’d hired a manual car and as I hadn’t driven anything but automatics since leaving home, this initially resulted in some rather painful crunching and jerking for the …
My Time in Tarraleah
Before I knew it the time had come to leave Tarraleah. As excited as I was about being back on the road, to spend a couple of months travelling day to day (something I haven’t done in nearly a year), I was truly sad to be leaving the place and even more so, the people, …
West Coast Tasmania
My friend Adele drove up from Hobart for a weekend getaway, arriving in Tarraleah on Friday night so we could set off early the following morning. We didn’t have an exact destination in mind, we just planned to head west and see where the road took us. As we began our journey, my eyes felt …
The Town That’s Not a Town
Tarraleah. The town that’s not a town. At least, not anymore. Originally built in the 1930s to house employees for the local Hydro plant, an automation of much of the machinery resulted in a drastic cut in the number of workers. Now, the ‘town’ is all one property owned by a local family and has …
A New Year, A New State
I spent the first couple of days after leaving Woodford trying to will my tired mind into creating some direction as to what I would do and where I would go next. Should I stay near to Brisbane, keeping transport costs low, head north toward Cairns, or south to Melbourne, or Tasmania? All I knew …
Woodford Folk Festival
The second part of Woodford, so different, but just as great as the first. I struggle to find a way to put my experience into words. So much that I gained from the place was from the energy and environment around me, rather than something physical. That said, the finished product, seeing all of our …
Woodford Folk Festival – Setup Crew
Just a short train ride south, Woodford is a world away from the life I lived in Bundaberg. In the country, surrounded by greenery, the suffocating packing shed is but a distant memory. Having found out about Woodford Folk Festival through a friend, I secured a volunteer position as part of the setup crew. Working …