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I was tired and irritable, so I had little patience for what happened next. After a difficult hike, the narrow trail I was on dissolved into thick scrub. The path was no more.
Continue reading “Blisters On My Feet and The Broken Bridge of Doom”
My fear of the dark blossomed when I was seven years old. That’s when we (my family and I) moved into a house at the end of a dirt road in the Adelaide Hills.
Continue reading “My Walk into The Great Unknown”
The last twelve months made me soft. Since Australia’s COVID-19 story began in January 2020, my sphere of physical activity deflated while my belly ran to fat.
Continue reading “Your Mind Will Carry You When Your Feet Fail”
I was 18 years old when I used a can opener to remove the lid from my swollen money tin. It was in the shape of a giant beer can. A generous pile of silver and gold coins foamed out with a pleasant metallic fizz.
Continue reading “Fun on The High Seas”
If you know me or stalk my Instagram account, it’s obvious I have a singular obsession – the ocean.
Continue reading “Our Beautiful Ocean Scares and Delights Me”
I struggle with waking life. Too much time in it, and the ineffable thing that keeps me vital, withers.
Continue reading “My Favourite Experiences Feel Like Dreams While Awake”
Anita and I chat about her recent solo trip to Sri Lanka. Her laid-back travelogue slowly becomes a horror story about dodgy holiday destinations promoted by Booking.com and TripAdvisor.
Continue reading “Solo Travel to Sri Lanka Can Be Uplifting and Ugly”
I have always felt like an outsider. This is not a lament or a statement to garner sympathy, it’s a simple observation. I feel different and people perceive my difference as something a little weird or strange. Continue reading “The Perfect Place for A Fringe Dweller”
Time – I never have enough of it, so I always seek to gain more of it. As I write this, I find myself with a surplus of time. I should be satisfied, luxuriating in my windfall, yet I’m frustrated. I’m holed up within a hostel, situated in the remote coastal town of Coral Bay. Continue reading “My Time-Out Torture”
There are two of me. The first, an adult, aware that any risk I take may leave my wife a widow and my children orphans. Continue reading “The Cave”