We rolled into Albany after a muddy night freecamping and driving through a thick persisting storm. If felt like returning to landfall after an ocean crossing. Albany reminds me in many ways of Hobart. Beautiful stone and wood houses creep up into the slopes between Mount Melville and Mount Clarence giving the owners spectacular views … Continue reading Albany


An early drive towards our destination of Albany found us in the midst of a large storm cell. As the cloud cover fell and the rain thickened we slowed to a safe crawl and looked for somewhere to pull over. Just a few kilometres further on was the tiny town of Wellstead. We pulled up … Continue reading Wellstead


Spent the day wandering around Esperance, a coastal town with a population of around 14,000 that grew up as a receiving port for settlers arriving to make their fortunes on the goldfields in the 1890s. The day was warm and sunny and we walked the esplanade soaking in the lush green curated lawns and fine … Continue reading Esperance


Out here water is everything. This morning noticed some thirsty bees hovering around our grey water tap, so I cracked it open just a little to give them a drink. Pretty soon word had gotten out and there was a full-on bee-hydration party in progress. The world was really one bee yard, and the same … Continue reading Bee-hydration.

Juno and we.

So it seems Juno is becoming quite the well traveled dog. Although he does not take too kindly to ripple strips, and there are issues with train whistles...and trains. And there is that sudden insane 2am bark at a sound that may or may not be signifying imminent zombie attack. And a tendency to luxuriate … Continue reading Juno and we.