Some people count sheep, if I can’t sleep I count the towns that we’ve visited on the current trip. It works every time. Which reminds me of a story we heard in Karijini National Park in WA back in 2015: “At the (Karijini) visitor’s centre we learn about the history of the area and life for the Aborigines after the Europeans arrived. There is a delightful story about a woman who learned to count while mustering sheep, all 29,000 of them.” Advertisements Continue reading Can’t sleep?

I stand in the van making the bed and dream that there’s a beach outside the door, instead of a suburban fence. Continue reading Dreaming, I’m only dreaming

They say there’s a fine line between sanity and insanity. The same goes for adventure and disaster. But on the positive side, adventure is damned exciting. Continue reading A fine line

After a week of watching the year rehashed on television, the earth repelling against us, terrorist attacks and the gaffs of politicians it was pleasant to sit back and recall the places that we visited this year. Thankfully nutters and … Continue reading Reflections and Top Spots of 2018

Some folks worry about keeping fit whilst on the road but it’s easy to see that most senior caravanners are a pretty active bunch. If they’re not bending your ear over a beer or stretching the truth about yesterday’s catch … Continue reading Senior fitness, keeping it up on the road

Take one campfire, add a bunch of caravanners and a beer or two, toss in the odd glass of wine. What do you get? A Gaggle of Geographical Gymnasts. Sitting around any campfire anywhere at Happy Hour and the talk will nostalgically lead to places people have been and the good times they’ve had. It goes something like: “We were in Maryborough.” “Which one Queensland or Victoria?” “Queensland.” In that instant all minds have done a zig zag up a mental map of the country and they’re now all focussed on Maryborough, Queensland. You know, just north of Brisbane. Then … Continue reading Geographical Gymnasts