Tasman National Park’s Bivouac Bay, plus Remarkable Cave, Tasmania

Light rain overnight pattered gently on the tent at our campsite at Fortescue Bay, and we heard an unidentified critter sniffing at our thin-walled shelter in the night. Vilis cooked hot porridge for ...

Tallangatta to Melbourne, the Scenic Route

I crept out of bed at 6 a.m. to the sound of kookaburras’ wild laughter, and then back into bed, since darkness had not yet given up its hold on Tallangatta. An hour later, I strolled the streets ne...

Maremmas, Sheep, and Wild Dogs

Brilliant sunlight lasered through the sheer curtains of our hotel room at 8 a.m., waking Vilis and me after only four hours of rest following fitful dozing on a flight that eventually departed from T...

Pallarenda Beach, Townsville

I’m an early riser. My alarm beeps into the darkness at 5 a.m. every morning, rain or shine. Vilis, however, is an evening person, so for him to rise at 5:30 a.m. two days in a row on the weekend wa...