Tag: Travel

Bed bound.

It’s one of the best feelings in the world. Outside, a cold and a blustery wind rises and falls. An occasional far off rolling thunder admonishing it’s lack of commitment. I am wrapped snugly in […]


Earlier this year artist Jimmy DVate painted a mural on the GrainCorp silos on the outskirts of of Rochester. The town had been really struggling after the effects of droughts, floods and the closure of […]

PS Pevensey.

A meandering slow flow sort of day. Up early for my morning meditation. It seems not early enough though. All around the park caravans and campervans were packing up and folding up and hitching up. […]


It is generally accepted that the word Echuca is of Aboriginal origins, meaning meeting of the waters. Echuca (pop 12,900 ish) is located at a point marked by the confluence of the Goulburn, Campaspe and […]

A wet river walk.

‘Twas a wild and windy night last night. Kelly informs me at one point during the night she woke up Ripley was rocking about like crazy in the blow. By that time I had inserted […]

Holbrook and Cobram.

I slept like a log but it was an early rise. Juno’s bladder woke me up at around 5am at which time I successfully feigned sleep until Kelly finally got up to take him out […]