At 6:15 a.m., beneath a blue sky touched with cloud clinging to the peaks of North Queensland coastal ranges, Vilis and I headed north from Townsville on the Bruce Highway, our destination Daintree Vi...
On January 1, two days after our arrival in this country, Vilis and I walked the road up Castle Hill, stepping over squashed cane toads, noting the grey, dessicated grasses and sparse tree cover of th...
With Vilis’s and my tour to the outer Great Barrier Reef pending, I cycled to the library, signed out a couple of books on the Reef, and did some brushing up. Previously, I’d known that th...
Given the chance to be a bird, I would choose the incredible speed, agility, and grace of a swallow, preferably one of the species with a glistening blue-black back and long, forked tail. Australia...