UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL

I remember saying several times before we left, “We’re going to Cinque Torri”.  Invariably, the reply would be, “Oh, Cinque Terre, that’s nice, we’ve been there.”  It’s perhaps a reflection on how tourism works.  Some place gets a name, the busloads start coming and, presto, everybody has either been or is going to go there.Continue reading “UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL”

LIFE ON THE ROCKS

I’d picked up some lunch from Bakers Delight.  A cold pizza and an almond scroll to be precise.  Now, while the westerly invaded every space, a rocky perch was found with a modicum of protection and I sat down to savour the sea; to become immersed in its rhythms, to see foam lurching above theContinue reading “LIFE ON THE ROCKS”

SAMPLING A DROP

In one’s memory bank there are images that can always be dredged up.  Favoured or horrible, they never disappear entirely.  One of those for me is of standing on a bridge facing the camera.  Behind me the metal structure is swaying back and forth because it’s covered with roaring floodwaters trying to rent it fromContinue reading “SAMPLING A DROP”

LIFE ON THE ROCKS

I’d picked up some lunch from Bakers Delight.  A cold pizza and an almond scroll to be precise.  Now, while the westerly invaded every space, a rocky perch was found with a modicum of protection and I sat down to savour the sea; to become immersed in its rhythms, to see foam lurching above theContinue reading “LIFE ON THE ROCKS”

RAIN FOREST DREAMING

There’s an odour in the air.  A not unpleasant fragrance of rainforest.  It feels like you’re walking through it, like it’s a wall or something.  After days on the high rolling plains of New England, the rain forest is as a breath of fresh air in more ways than one.  The tall box woods andContinue reading “RAIN FOREST DREAMING”

DEAD SHEEP FALLS

It permeated everything.  Seemed like no matter where you were it wouldn’t leave you.  It almost made one’s eyes water, so penetrating was it.  The ferns, rainforest and splash of the water were all just background to this foul smell of a rotting carcass.  What and where it was I had no idea but movedContinue reading “DEAD SHEEP FALLS”

CIRCLE BAR B PART TWO – FINDING PEACE IN THE LAND OF THE BOAT TAILED GACKLE

I stopped, the cooling breeze and the shade taking the edge off the heat.  High above was an osprey, perched on the tallest tree around.  I wondered if he’d do anything.  Perhaps he hadn’t planned to but all that went out the window when a couple of raucous crows started dive bombing him…..or her, and,Continue reading “CIRCLE BAR B PART TWO – FINDING PEACE IN THE LAND OF THE BOAT TAILED GACKLE”

“AS CLOSE AS YOU GET TO THE EVERGLADES”

Thus spake the lady and, by the time she uttered these words, I was wondering just how good it was.  Heck, judging by the number of binoculars and cameras with obscene lens, it had to be good. I’d finally found Circle B Bar Reserve after I used a street number off Trip Advisor that turnedContinue reading ““AS CLOSE AS YOU GET TO THE EVERGLADES””

RIVERBOAT POSTMAN

Imagine, for whatever strange reason (to the normal world) that you’ve decided to build by the water with no road access whatsoever.  It’s around the turn of the 19th/20th century, just living is a significant problem.  However, there is a whole world out there of which you know very little in terms of current affairs. Continue reading “RIVERBOAT POSTMAN”