In the lifting darkness of 5:30 a.m., my bicycle light cast a white beam onto the paved path beside the golf course as I rode south in the Ross River Parkway. Sprinklers on the golf course pushed long...
The ambience of Townsville at 6:10 a.m. struck me as being muted – the muted “doodle-doos” of peaceful doves tucked against the receding night, the muted air still and thick with humidity, the m...
Chased from the slopes above Oak Valley by drenching sheets of rain on January 30, Vilis and I returned to the nature reserve this morning and spent nearly 3 hours hiking its hills. When we arrived ...
At 8 a.m., Vilis and I presented ourselves at the entrance to Billabong Sanctuary, which subtitles itself an ‘Australian Wildlife Experience’ and is located 11 kilometres south of Townsville on th...