THE ARBORETUM IS A WINNER

                                           In 2019, the Canberra Region Tourist Attractions award went to a bunch of trees.  Think about that; in Australia’s centre of government and public service, green came out a winner. Yet the whole project came from something awful – bushfires.  In 2003, what was then mostly pine plantation was hit, along with manyContinue reading “THE ARBORETUM IS A WINNER”

VICTOR-Y IN SIGHT

Clearly, Terrace Falls aren’t meant to be found.  I checked my guide book.  Lots of times.  I followed my GPS.  Clearly it really didn’t have a clue.  There’s supposed to be a carpark but where in Hades it was located was a mystery to us all.  The only thing I came across was a deadContinue reading “VICTOR-Y IN SIGHT”

“….DON’T TELL ME YOUR SURNAME IS SMITH!”

It was raining, not hard, but the drizzle was constant.  There’s something about being in the forest when it’s wet.  Drips on the flowers, colours highlighted in the wet, the splash of footsteps, the quiet.  It’s all there, you just have to notice it. I was north of Lawson, hoping to find St. Michaels FallsContinue reading ““….DON’T TELL ME YOUR SURNAME IS SMITH!””

ATTAINING NOB HILL

I’d gone at an earlier time to do the great tram ride.  Having learnt the day before that the queue can be blocks long I made an effort to avoid them in order to ride this archaic and uncomfortable method of public transport that was mooted for destruction in 1947 until an ultimately partially-successful “SaveContinue reading “ATTAINING NOB HILL”

DEGREES OF BEING LOST

Tracking through a regular newspaper I get on line I came across this fascinating, and tragic, article.  It started out with details of how a 66 year old experienced female hiker went for a comfort stop whilst walking the famed Appalachian Trail in the U.S.A.  She went about 80 paces off trail as she usuallyContinue reading “DEGREES OF BEING LOST”

A MAN AT IRONBARK

It seems to me a little sad.  In the cities it’s all about the latest American rapper or no-talent people on “reality” shows.  Australian names from the past are largely lost, forgotten and generally neglected.  The work of once literary giants like “Banjo” Paterson have escaped notice.  His accurate descriptions and portrayals of times pastContinue reading “A MAN AT IRONBARK”

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”

A PALACE FOR ALL REASONS

Sintra; I’d done the research and it all came up with positives so we got directions from our host in Lisbon and headed off, Entre Campo our initial destination.  This is one of the stations en route to Sintra and was the beginning of a journey that really opened our eyes.  At least here theyContinue reading “A PALACE FOR ALL REASONS”

THE IMPORTANCE OF BUNDANOON

I can still conjure up, without any effort, my mother expressing the view that she’d like to retire in Bundanoon.  She’d extol its virtues and beauty but it was never going to happen.  Even I knew that growing up.  We never even went to Bundanoon as a family, but the name echoed in my brainContinue reading “THE IMPORTANCE OF BUNDANOON”

GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY GRIND – ON THE UP AND UP

The girl looked, no, winced at me.  As her eyelids thereafter rose I enquired about the lift ticket.  It was around $50 AUS including tax. My original intention was to mix it with the birds and the bees.  The wonderful (as per their advertising) bird show had, however, closed for the season….as had the beesContinue reading “GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY GRIND – ON THE UP AND UP”