Bicentennial Park, Townsville

Although it’s said that familiarity breeds contempt, I’d say it more commonly breeds a lack of appreciation. This morning, I abandoned plans to cycle along the parkway because of impending downpou...

Storm Season

Until I came to Townsville, ‘steamy darkness’ was a term I’d only encountered in novels. This morning, I ran and walked in it, until the slow approach of dawn stole away darkness and rain washed...

Parkway Fun and the Future of This Nation

With a cloudy sky offering a reprieve from Townsville’s glaring sun, Vilis and I hopped on our bikes (called push bikes here) at 8:15 a.m. and spent two leisurely hours enjoying the Ross River Parkw...

Paluma Rainforest Encore

At 7 a.m., Vilis and I hit the road for the rainforest village of Paluma about 80 kilometres northwest of Townsville, having decided to explore the rainforest tracks that we didn’t tackle on January...