At 5:30 a.m., with the tropical dawn chorus in full swing, Vilis and I crawled out of our sleeping bags, enticed by the two-hour cruise of the Daintree River awaiting us. A pheasant coucal added its v...
To escape the sultry heat of Townsville, where the daily maximum temperature seems to be stuck on 30°C and the UV index on Extreme, Vilis and I headed north and inland to the cool, shady, highland ra...
Taking photographs from the back of a camel is no easy task, as Vilis discovered this morning when he and I toured the desert south of Alice Springs by camel. I discovered that focusing binoculars fro...
In the cold freshness of the desert dawn, pied butcherbirds, white-plumed honeyeaters, and yellow-throated miners serenaded Vilis and me into wakefulness in the campground at Trephina Gorge. In the ni...