At 6 a.m., flying foxes painted black, flapping silhouettes against a starry sky lit by a big moon, and blue-winged kookaburras brayed and chortled a raucous welcome to the day. Forty-five minutes lat...
At sunrise, Vilis and I departed from Townsville, our destination Mount Isa near the western border of Queensland, approximately half way to Alice Springs. We headed inland on the Flinders Highway, th...
Early morning sun created exquisite reflections in Little Ramsay Bay’s lagoon, enticing Vilis and me in for a quick, refreshing dip before our hot porridge breakfast. After the meal, we broke ca...
Hinchinbrook’s dawn chorus of birds rang out loudly in lifting darknes. Increasing light revealed clear skies except for wisps of white cloud clinging to The Thumb, a thrusting pinnacle east of ...