After dawn, I ran a dozen kilometres beneath an overcast sky, wishing for the cool freshness of days gone by. Urged on by the Ross River Knights and the shrill squawks of rainbow lorikeets, which toda...
After a quick spot of birding at the Belgian Gardens Cemetery, Vilis and I popped into Salvo’s to pick up some duds to wear to the Townsville Cup. No ordinary event, the Cup comes with dress rul...
In late morning, I cycled to Riverway Arts Centre in Pioneer Park, lured by the prospect of an exhibition of Environmental Art at the free-to-the-public Pinnacles Art Gallery. Feeling as though I’m ...
“I’m a drover, right? I move the cattle from A to B. Allright, I work on commission. No man hires me; no man fires me. Everything I own I can fit in my saddlebag, which is the way I like i...