In the freshness of a winter morning, I ran in shorts and singlet beside the golf course and into Bicentennial Park, revelling in the cool air and the sounds of a North Queensland dawn. Winter here is...
There’s something about the rainforests of Paluma that draws us back again and again. The wild tangles of vegetation. The vines that Vilis loves. The suite of birds so different from those of To...
Since Janis has been working out of Bundaberg as a vegetable picker, Vilis and I have received various intriguing comments from him: “I will never look at a zucchini the same again. We also did ...
At dawn, moisture dripped onto our tent in a campground in the village of Eungella beyond the borders of Eungella National Park. Not rain, the drips spilled from tree leaves above, fallen accumulation...