Early this morning, dew shimmered like a glistening sheet fitted to the contours of the golf course’s dips and rises. Mist hung over the parkway’s lawns as I ran past Aplin’s Weir, glad to b...
Beneath a brilliant blue sky, I cycled through the Ross River Parkway as far as Aplin’s Weir, where water dribbled over the top of the concrete barrier in a scene far removed from the pounding f...
While the east coast of Australia awaited the arrival of the tsunami generated by yesterday’s Chilean mega-earthquake measuring 8.8 on the Richter scale, Vilis and I cycled to Aplins Weir and beyond...
This morning, I cycled Townsville’s Ross River Parkway as though gathering memories to last a lifetime. The paved path was damp from overnight rain, its green verges irregularly peppered with ...