Running, Cycle Touring and Roaming with Simple Living and Slow Travel
December 23-26 With acknowledgements to Dorothy and a witch … “We’re not in Tassie anymore Toto”… “I’m melting…meeeeellllting!”. We began our road trip to South Australia and these two travellers from cool and temperate Tasmania found themselves very much in the oven! After an early Christmas with family, we boarded the Spirit of Tasmania in... Continue Reading →
Day two at Cradle Mountain and we headed off for a walk that would be a little more rugged, with a bit more scrambling and no friendly duck boards to stroll along. We set off to walk to Champagne Falls and Bridal Veil Falls. As we signed out in the walkers’ book to say when... Continue Reading →
Well, we decided it was time for another outing, just slightly further afield than our own neighbourhood and so we hopped in the recently purchased car and headed back up to Cradle Mountain for a weekend of peace and plodding. Steve was very excited to be taking the recently purchased car to the spiritual home... Continue Reading →
Day 2 of exploring the western wilderness by rail... Time to head back from the West and head north to our coastal home. On the way though, we’d planned another train trip, this time from Queenstown into the rainforest. Between our ride from Strahan to Dubbil Barril and now from Queenstown to Dubbil Barril, we... Continue Reading →
October 2021 A trip to the West Coast of Tasmania for the purpose of taking a slow and genteel train trip probably makes us official members of the club whose membership requires the carrying of tartan blankets, thermos flasks, a bag of travel Scrabble and the wearing of beige velcro fastening shoes. Not that there’s... Continue Reading →
We are island folk down here. We live on an island state, of an island country that is also an island continent. Around our little island home are some other small islands dotted about the coast. While travelling further afield is still not on the cards, we’ve been exploring our own patch a little more... Continue Reading →
The final delayed instalment to the Flinders Island exploration. “Were’s Lonely Planet!?” asked Steve, sweeping his arms across our surroundings, which were made up of granite boulders, pristine beach, crystal clear water, sunshine and not another human to be seen, “it’s better than the Bay of Fires and no people!” We had indeed stumbled upon... Continue Reading →
January 8, 2021 The very delayed, but continuing story of our trip to Flinders Island... When it comes to being a cyclist, I think it’s safe to say I’ve done a bit of pedalling. Thousands of kilometres in those amazing far away places, up hill and down, on roads and through paddocks, up goat tracks... Continue Reading →
January 7, 2021... a delayed post! For a person who’s a card carrying member of the Scaredy Cat Flying Club, I’m never in a hurry to get on a plane and leave terra firma, so the decision to head off for a trip to Flinders Island was taken with some trepidation…yep we’d get to see... Continue Reading →
“Are we going up there?” I asked, pointing to the towering, tree covered hill before us. “I thought we’d already climbed three,” came Steve’s reply. “I guess that’s the third,” I said, as we forged on. After a top day on the bikes cruising around Maria Island, we decided to do some rambling, which in... Continue Reading →
Run. Ride. Roam. 