“After the Lord Mayor’s Show comes …” Christmas Day had been brilliant – well, relatively speaking for the UK at this time of year. Today looked like being quite the opposite. The morning at least remained dry, though very overcast,…
“After the Lord Mayor’s Show comes …” Christmas Day had been brilliant – well, relatively speaking for the UK at this time of year. Today looked like being quite the opposite. The morning at least remained dry, though very overcast,…
In a complete week forecast to be generally grey and wet with the odd smattering of wind, the weather gods smiled on Keswick’s Christmas Day; 25th December dawned dry and calm with some breaks in the clouds. Francine went out…
… otherwise known as Christmas Eve. Today was a bit of a repeat of yesterday; repeat, that is, except the wind had dropped and conditions were now calm but it was raining more frequently. Being calm, when it came the…
There can be something vaguely soothing about rain pattering on the roof of a caravan over night. UK winter nights being rather long, I had been awake and soothed for a couple of hours. The same is not true when…
We have spent the last four Christmas periods in Spain. For the last two years we have spent the majority of the northern hemisphere winter in Spain, being there from 21st December until the middle of March. However, with mixed…
I’m now thoroughly accustomed to getting up at 05:00. In truth, given the almost constantly clear blue skies and early sunrise [04:00-ish] it is pretty easy. Actually, when you’re on the ground in a tiny tent it’s pretty much required.…
Heading back to Northbrook Creek and the precipitous descent for that blasted elusive Hawker (Austroaeshna) dragonfly. As we began climbing the road leading to Mount Glorious and the creek, Phil noticed that the fuel gauge was dropping down below 1/4…
We were heading back towards Brisbane. Our actual target was unknown and would be decided later, depending upon progress. The larger part of todays journey was possible the most tedious drive I have ever been on; the agricultural fields were…
… but not for the lads. The lads were off early for a repeat visit to the Moss Garden a few kilometres up Carnarvon Gorge. They were still in search of Austroaeshna something. Frankly, I was having non of that;…
A late start today; we weren’t out of the campsite until 07:00. As we were getting ready to leave one of the local Pretty-face Wallabies sat beside our pitch complete with adorable joey in her pouch. How endearing is this?…
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