Running, Cycle Touring and Roaming with Simple Living and Slow Travel
January 26, 2025 - from Low Head to Beaconsfield Our accomodation for the night was a charming hotel, with a room above a pub in the heart of Beaconsfield. The room itself held simply a bed and small table, our private bathroom was down the hallway, for which we had our own key to enter. ... Continue Reading →
Saturday dawned and Saturday morning means one thing…Parkrun! Love me a Parkrun on a Saturday morning, especially if it’s a bit of Parkrun tourism and I get to try a new one in a different place. Parkrun is that free, volunteer run, 5km run or walk that happens all over the world on a Saturday... Continue Reading →
The next chapter of our mini Tassie road trip continues... Thankfully the possums hadn’t followed us and there were no more possy performances from above to keep us awake last night. We just had the cacophony of kookaburras to herald a new day, but at least they waited until 5:30 before they started laughing at... Continue Reading →
The young possum sat with nervous excitement on the edge of the branch, looking down at the roof. The older possum beside him, started massaging the youngun’s shoulders, then held a towel and mopped the young possum's brow. “This is what you’ve been training for son. It all comes down to this. I know you’ve... Continue Reading →
Well, it’s been a while! Time to get back in the saddle though and with a few days off, we decided to tootle off and explore a bit more of our own small island. The plan was to see some more of places we pass through but don’t explore, or to visit places we either... Continue Reading →
January 24-27, 2023 The shack. “Goin’ to the shack.’ “Have ya been ter the shack?” The shack is a very Tasmanian feature and a Tassie cultural icon really. Many Tasmanians have a “shack”. This is the modest house / cottage / converted shed / not so converted shed / that many Tasmanians have as a... 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 →
Run. Ride. Roam. 