Category: Tasmania 2014

How do you go about instilling will from within? Being parents of a 9 and 7 year old we often muse over this and discuss it with others. Every now and then Amy and Oliver take upon themselves the desire to do the things we think they ought. At other times they seem to resist with as much strength as they can muster.

I love to hike. I love being outdoors. I love seeing the world the way it was before people meddled with it. I love the feeling that my legs can go all day, up and down whatever is in front of them and no matter how heavy the pack. I love the feeling that comes when you finally take a load off tired feet and I love the satisfaction that comes with knowing I did that (whatever it was). I would love Amy and Oliver to love these things too. Continue reading “Just a question of will” →

It was hard to leave the Bay of Fires. On our last morning, the sun was bright and the wind was still. I stuck my head down the beach on my way back from the loo before reporting to the rest of the sleepy heads in the caravan that, ‘it is glorious down there’.

A breakfast of french toast was quickly arranged and transported to the dunes. We spared a thought at that point for those of you rising and on your way to work. It promised to be a wonderful day. After breakfast Amy and I tried for a swim, but the water truly felt as if it had fallen several degrees from the day before and so it didn’t last long. We turned our attention instead to schoolwork and to packing up. Continue reading “It’s ok, she loves me” →

In 2009 (I think) the Lonely Planet declared the Bay of Fires the best place on earth (or something like that). I must have noticed and have wanted to visit ever since (I wanna go a lot of places though, so the criteria for getting on my ‘must visit’ list is not too high). Lonely Planet wasn’t too far off the mark I don’t think, although there is an awful lot of world I haven’t seen so I am not really qualified yet to either confirm or deny their opinion! Continue reading “Holy Cow!” →