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”


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”


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”


It hurt, I couldn’t deny that.  It also caused a significant portion of my clothing and self to get wet….and a bit dirty.  The pain in my left hip indicated that a rock had been involved somewhere, but it was the stick that did it.  That, and my clumsiness.  I couldn’t help but reflect thatContinue reading “TO BURGESS AND BACK”


                                          I kept looking at the back fence.  Just the other side of said fence is a national park, Lane Cove as it turns out, even though it’s nowhere near Lane Cove.  This is because it gets its name from where the creeks end up in Sydney Harbour, a place where you can hire boats,Continue reading “LANE COVE N.P. – THE SEARCHING”


12, 13.  I don’t know why we count….actually, yes I do.  It’s because you want to tell people afterwards; boast a little (14, 15) and get some brownie points for being so silly in the first place (16).  Yet there’s nothing glamorous about it, the rise and fall and the probing nature is, in someContinue reading “THE DAY THAT SUCKED”


To be honest, my brain was in a bit of a fog.  For over five weeks we’d seen a plethora of wonders, so much of which was breathtaking, that my mind had ground to a halt. Aware that I had to do something, anything, I concluded that I had to go across the bridge, theContinue reading “PLEASURE WITH LYNN”


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”