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...
In rain and the dim light after dawn, Vilis and I departed from Rosebery after availing ourselves of a free breakfast of cold cereal and hot toast courtesy of the Top Pub. Heading south toward Queenst...
