The Nullarbor

The Nullarbor is more famous for the things that aren’t there than the things that are. There are no hills, for example. Nor are there many trees. There are no real towns to speak of, and very few bends in the road. This lack of things makes for a large (even by Australian standards) blotch… Continue reading The Nullarbor

South Australia: We Finally Go West

So for the last six or seven months people have been asking Hailee and I, “what’s your plan?” To this we would rattle off a laundry list of people to visit and places to see along the east coast. We wanted to check out Tasmania. We had people to visit in Brisbane. We had to… Continue reading South Australia: We Finally Go West

Western Tasmania and Escaping the Apple Isle

In the years that I’ve kept this blog, I would say a majority of the posts start the same. This one is no different: I’m sorry I haven’t been posting. This time I think my excuses are reasonably good. In the past month or more I have been working on other projects (and even getting… Continue reading Western Tasmania and Escaping the Apple Isle

Hiking Frenchman’s Cap

Frenchman’s Cap is a white mountain, made mostly of quartzite, in Tasmania’s southwestern wilderness. It doesn’t look like a Frenchman, or a cap, but apparently some convicts thought it did so that was that. On a clear day you can get a glimpse of it from the Lyell Highway as you cross the island from… Continue reading Hiking Frenchman’s Cap

Still in Tasmania: The South East

Well, we’ve had almost six weeks in Tasmania now and have only just made it to the west coast, known as the wilder part of this strange little island. We seemed to get stuck in the south east for quite a while there, because every dirt road seems to conceal some little version of paradise.… Continue reading Still in Tasmania: The South East

Apple Picking on the Apple Isle

Our latest encounter with the overall-wearing magicians they call “mechanics” had left us (well, me) feeling somewhat vulnerable in the pocket region, and after a day in pretty Hobart Hailee assented to driving south, into apple country, to look for work. We left the Mount Wellington hut on Tuesday morning, thinking we’d hopefully find something… Continue reading Apple Picking on the Apple Isle

Down Under Down Under

Our guts celebrated their return to Australia with a final, furious salvo of the Delhi Belly that had been plaguing us since, well, Delhi. Call it a kneeling ovation for the India trip. Luckily, we had Dad’s spacious place to recover in, and after almost turning ourselves nocturnal with some poor responses to jetlag, we… Continue reading Down Under Down Under