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THE SEARCH FOR THE BIN CHICKENS

I’d done nothing much in the morning, couldn’t think what to do with the afternoon. Then it clicked, there’s street art you haven’t seen yet. Previously, I’d stumbled across them while house sitting at Eveleigh. Hundreds even. This time I decided to look them up first. That’s when I found Scott Marsh. Well, actually, I’dContinue reading ” THE SEARCH FOR THE BIN CHICKENS”

CONTRAST

I know a man called Maurice. He is very French, even if you didn’t know, his thick accent is a giveaway. His speech is also rapid; he tells stories. You could learn more in his bike shop than watching the news for a whole week and it would be a lot more colourful. However, theyContinue reading “CONTRAST”

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”

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””

WHEN WANDER BECOMES WONDER

Slap. I was losing count. I wished there was someone else here so that I could share the burden. The rains bring plagues and, apart from the mice, mosquitoes were in the ascendancy. Slap, another bloody spot, it was time to move again. Just where I should go I wasn’t quite sure. I’d been tippedContinue reading “WHEN WANDER BECOMES WONDER”

IT ROCKS

There was no-one. In fact, the previous time I’d camped overnight and left early, the golden hour in fact. The light was exquisite, the temperature cool, the trail enticing and I was alone; but that was decades ago. The ragged rock faces, weathered over millennia, seemed not to have changed as I got into myContinue reading “IT ROCKS”