We expected many things to be different from Canada when we went to Australia; we expected that it would be hot and humid, that there would be colourful birds and palm trees, and that people would spe...
Jolted from sleep by our 4:30 a.m. alarms, Vilis and I were nonetheless striding up the Castle Hill road by 5:15 a.m., our leg muscles stretching out the stiffness resulting from yesterday’s bushwal...
In the fresh light after dawn, Vilis and I set out to hike the Many Peaks Range, that short line of steep-sided, conical hills to the north of Townsville that we’d seen so often from various van...
While Townsville stewed in morning showers and downpours, I continued catching up blog posts from our Victoria/Tasmania trip and investigated wombats. Last evening, I signed out two wombat-related pri...