Category: Movement
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Backpack man.
Location: ///triangles.comforted.spinalWeather: Sunny 25C. Mood: hyperglycaemic “Hey mate!” I’m walking down the Main Street of Daylesford. A rough voice right behind me. “What brand of backpack is that?” It was a gorgeous morning. Kelly and I had just walked around the lake and into town to check it out. A couple of kilometers. I turn […]
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Night of the YOBS.
Our second night in Winchelsea was definitely not the same as the first. You may recall, dear reader, that we had a little brouhaha on our first night with a bunch of kids partying on until the wee hours. Although a little annoying, it wasn’t really too much of a problem. The music was OK, […]
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Winchelsea.
Location: ///banjo.rescuer.unfeelingWeather: fine 21 C. Mood: spiritually extruded. We intended to pull over for a few microseconds to reorient ourselves, wolf down a hastily constructed cheese and cucumber sandwich, gulp down a Coles own brand coffee (actually not too shabby…I credit this on my filtering technique), and decide on the best route onwards. But this […]
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Port Fairy.
Three days in Port Fairy. Defying all laws of physics our laundry bag seems to expand at a rate exactly 2.4 times faster than the combined volume of clothes we have been wearing. Long walks around the town. It has a marina, so we wander the jetty discussing alternate realities where we sail full time […]