The playpus is an elusive creature and I doubt that I’ll ever be swift enough or patient enough to ever get a photo of one. But they are about and sometimes if you’re lucky a few bubbles can be spotted. Continue reading Watch Your Waste
There was once a curious tradition for building ocean pools along the New South Wales coast and some famous ones are in the coastal suburbs of Sydney. I know of only one in other states and that is a small … Continue reading Ocean Pools
This nomadic life can be so serendipitous. While wandering along a beach I meet a couple who were originally from the Mornington Peninsula and who now live on the north coast of NSW. They’re encouraging the littlies to find flotsam and we’re all picking about looking for interesting things from the last tide. It turns out that he is Bill Silverstein and he wrote a book called Down Under Magic about the early days of skin and SCUBA diving in Port Phillip Bay. Bill was in the diving search party for the body of Prime Minister Harold Holt (a keen … Continue reading Beachcombing
What were they thinking? We were staying in a caravan park with a key lock on the toilet door. Some have code locks, some don’t have locks at all. Now take a look at that handle. Can you imagine any old duck with arthritis and wet hands being able to open this? No! And every day I had to free some poor soul who was locked inside and waiting for help to arrive. Continue reading A Poor Opener
The town of Nambucca Heads on the NSW coast has a most inspired town seat that celebrates the marine attributes of the area. A large mosaic using teacups, saucers, tiles, shells and other bric a brac. Just imagine the joy … Continue reading Ponder this
We arrived at Nullarbor Roadhouse in the afternoon, it was 40 degrees or thereabouts, there was phone reception (at last) and our friend learnt that her house 2000kms behind us, had been robbed. We cooked while we formulated a plan. Up in tropical north Queensland our mate’s van door locked jamming wife Elle inside for three hours. We cooked and a curry was ready by the time that Elle was freed by the locksmith. And then this little doosie from Central Queensland in 2016: “Because of the big wet we decide to forgo our trip up to Finch Hatton in … Continue reading When Things Go Wrong – Just Cook!
“Wouldn’t you think they’d move over and let us on too.” Continue reading Move Over!
Early morning on the Derwent River, Hobart, Tasmania. Continue reading Derwent River, Hobart
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