Today, I seemed to be caught in some netherworld between Tasmania and Queensland, a world of yawning, of washing load after load of camping laundry, of restocking the kitchen with food, of sifting thr...
The darkness of 6 a.m. arrived too early after a night during which Vilis and I awoke and pulled on track pants, socks, and sweaters for added warmth. The cold of Narawntapu National Park was so unexp...
