When you’re sharing good news, the words are easy to find. With sad news, every word is leaden with finality, an acknowledgement of an awful reality, confronting loss and grief. Tamika and I have parted ways – for now at least. It’s not about the love. Our goodbyes? Tom Hanks and Helen Hunt in theContinue reading “The Crossroads”
Category Archives: The Choice is Yours
447
Emboldened by the low range hi-jinx of our last journey, we set off on the Google path to Port Augusta. Sure, the “roads” had no names but we had been lulled into a belief that Google Maps would always get us there. And, to be fair, it looked promising…..at the start. Good dirt road, tarredContinue reading “447”
Douglas Point Reflections
Nothing like an impending return to normality (or is that banality?), to focus the mind. Easing back in my camp chair with a good Scotch and a George Benson/Earl Klugh live concert in the background, I wondered at how far we had strayed along that road less traveled. And more to the point, IS thereContinue reading “Douglas Point Reflections”
Spencer Gulf
Port Lincoln It’s funny you know. So many dots on a map, so many towns we’ve passed through. The longer we’ve been on the road, the less attractive they’ve become. We USED to do all the touristy stuff, but of late they’ve become mere filling stations, way points to roads and destinations less traveled. OurContinue reading “Spencer Gulf”
Coffin Bay
We woke up the next morning clearly in between storm fronts The ever present wind a reminder that more bad weather was on the way, but at least the sun was out. We headed for Walkers Rocks Campground, five kilometres north of Elliston. We managed to snag a sheltered spot in the lee of theContinue reading “Coffin Bay”
Eyre Peninsula – The Boiling Sea
Whatever, we write, whatever we show of the Eyre Peninsula, this is winter now, our first in two years. I am sure that the summer sun shines on a completely different landscape, so don’t be dissuaded if the only ones we can show you frolicking on the beaches this time of year ARE the sealContinue reading “Eyre Peninsula – The Boiling Sea”
Eyre Peninsula -The Howling Winds
The weather forecast was not good. Winter storm fronts and low troughs have been chasing us across the Nullabor and are finally catching up. The further south we go, the more into the line of fire we wander. It is clear that we’ll be doing a lot more looking at, and a lot less divingContinue reading “Eyre Peninsula -The Howling Winds”
Ceduna
Vagabond: moving from place to place without a fixed home: wandering.: of, relating to,or characteristic of a wanderer.: leading an unsettled, irresponsible, or disreputable life. I don’t know why “vagabond’ came to mind. Perhaps another camp-fire just off the highway, perhaps the gradually losing track of time. Maybe just a state of mind. So IContinue reading “Ceduna”
The Nullabor Run 1 – Norseman to Eucla
The last thing I grabbed before we left Kalgoorlie was my Nullabor Links Golf Card, the only guaranteed diversion on our 1200 klm run to Ceduna in South Australia. The 18-hole par 73 golf course spans 1365 kilometres with one hole in each participating town or roadhouse along the Eyre Highway. The course starts atContinue reading “The Nullabor Run 1 – Norseman to Eucla”
The Nullabor Run 2 – The Bight
Eucla is exactly the point where that range of hills that had been tracking us since Madura, crosses the Eyre Highway and becomes the cliffs of the Great Australian Bight. From here on in, we were on the Nullabor Plains proper and the South Australian border only a few minutes away. Before we left, weContinue reading “The Nullabor Run 2 – The Bight”