Townsville, A Military City

I wore a light sweater to ward off the distinct chill of this Dry Tropics winter solstice morning as I cycled to Gleeson’s Weir in search of freshies – that is, freshwater crocodiles. I hoped ...

White Cockies and Riverway Birds

It seemed a gentle afternoon, the sweet cries of a toddler in a playground blending with the serenity of the Ross River lying still and placid beneath its lily pads and edgings of water hyacinth. Clou...