Underground, Overground, Wombatting Free

“Wombaaaaat!!” I announced, with a face-shattering grin. “One, two, three…seven…eight… wombats everywhere!” I could not have been more stoked and excited to see not just one of these elusive, furry, dumpy, waddling little animals, but dozens of them. Oh, happy day! When we walked around Cradle Mountain earlier in the year, I had been on... Continue Reading →

A Bit of French Green

When we were pedalling about in glorious and gorgeous Europeans locales, I often commented on the colours we were seeing.  “The green’s just a different green,” I would say, “we don’t have that sort of green at home.” True, I had not seen some of the colours we were seeing there, in our Tasmanian landscape.... Continue Reading →

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