This morning while I cycled in the Ross River Parkway, sleek, long-winged welcome swallows and richly-hued rainbow bee-eaters swooped and raced over the lawns, a long-tailed pheasant coucal flew to a ...
With Vilis’s and my tour to the outer Great Barrier Reef pending, I cycled to the library, signed out a couple of books on the Reef, and did some brushing up. Previously, I’d known that th...
After breaking camp, Vilis and I bussed to Nelly Bay, where we stored our backpacks at the ferry terminal before heading off on an 8-kilometre hike along Arcadia Track. Beyond the village, the narrow ...
A word of advice to all sleep-loving campers: do not pitch your tent at the end of the campground nearest the bar. After an evening flayed by mega-decibel music followed by piercing conversations, and...