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”

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”

BOMBO ROCKS – IT CERTAINLY DOES!

It’s day two of Kiama excursions.  I’ve made the decision to come again because of Bombo Rocks and the thought of watching some more pounding swells.  Stumbling onto Bombo on the internet and later being urged by Lorraine had been too much, the lure had succeeded. After hooking up my bike on the rack inContinue reading “BOMBO ROCKS – IT CERTAINLY DOES!”

THE OTHER WORLD

The whole day had been spent in the motorhome, literally.  With stories and photos to catch up on there was days of work to do.  That, and the fact my body was sending me messages – “No more stairs today please” being the foremost. That all went well until the sun dipped low in theContinue reading “THE OTHER WORLD”

A SWELL DAY OUT

The train rolled out of Bomaderry.  I’d been planning to do this but had put it on the backburner.  So far back I’d forgotten but a cancellation had put it back on the agenda.  That, and the fact the swell was up.  I was Kiama bound. The countryside was a feast for the eyes.  VerdantContinue reading “A SWELL DAY OUT”

WHEN WANDER TURNS TO WONDER – PART TWO, INTO THE DEPTHS

Oh, how wrong can you be.  A lot apparently. A couple of days later it was time to cover the remaining pieces of the jigsaw of trails, heading to the southern extremities on the loop trail and fording at River Oak Crossing.  Knowing walking would be the only way I took a tablet to relieveContinue reading “WHEN WANDER TURNS TO WONDER – PART TWO, INTO THE DEPTHS”