The Finale

Who would have thought this would be our last ‘weekly blog’. The end of an era. Like when you cried yourself to sleep after watching the finale of FRIENDS and knew deep down there would never be another season. So yes, brace yourselves. Last blog means I’m going to get emotional, reminisce old times, and…

We almost made it…

Firstly I must apologise to all blog readers for the severe lateness of this blog. I won’t make any excuses. Although if I did, I would blame the pressures of finding a new house and planning a wedding. And not the fact that I’ve enjoyed being so lazy. But on the plus side – we…

Naked Blow

Week 41 included the most diverse Australian scenery one can find in seven short days. From the iron-ore rich mountains of the Pilbara to the sparkling Ningaloo Reef of the Coral Coast and the dramatic Charles Knife Canyon of Exmouth, this week had it all. I called it “Experiencing Australia in Seven Days” a creative yet…

KARIJINI

When you close your eyes and float away to your happy place what do you see? A sunlit forest? The rolling waves of the ocean? A botanical garden in full bloom? Or the Library full of all your favourite books? (Ok that last one was really just for my Mum. Hi Mum!). Well for James…

Pilbara playin’

The last few weeks have seen us enter the Pilbara with its red rocks, blue skies and extremely limited shade. We may have left the humidity of the Kimberley behind, but the heat is as brutal as ever. We also left our spare tyre in Broome after the valve snapped off. This initially came as…

Va Va Vroom, we made it to Broome

We began the week wearing a nice dark shade of exhaustion under our eyes. Needless to say a week of waking up at 3:30am to drive before the heat kicked in quickly caught up with James and me. I began wishing I was still a little kid so I could take long naps and everyone…

West is best…

The forecast for week 36’s blog is looking rather glum. Not only has Charlotte left me with some pretty big boots to fill after the last few blogs, but we did SFA this week (like how I avoided the swear jar payment and cut down on words at the same time?). The two main reasons…

Kamak Gunbalanya

Let me commence this blog with a question. If you were to drive several hundred kilometres in a day and upon pulling over for the evening, find yourself graced with the presence of a brand new portable toilet, what would you do? If you answered with, sell the portable toilet on Gumtree and make the…

Darwinning

Picture this: It’s hot. It’s sticky. You’re sweating. Dripping. Out of the corner of your eye you spot a pool. You’re excited. You’re eager. You rush to put your togs on. Jump. Splash. You’re in. It’s bliss. Pure bliss. You slowly float on your back closing your eyes. Deep breaths. It’s lovely. Relaxing. Calming. Apart…

Drowning in Sweat

Salty sweat cascaded down their foreheads, dripping into their eyes, ears and neck. Using the already drenched towel, they endeavoured to wipe their faces, knowing sadly, that it made little improvement. Slowly, they continued on their way, stumbling as they placed one drowsy foot in front of the other. Mosquitos, flies and ants kept them…

A week from Vinnie’s perspective…

With a brand new bull-bar and repaired wing mirror, week 32 started out better than I could have imagined, but sadly, it didn’t last for long. I was nearly run dry of fuel, missed the tuning of my tappets in Alice as promised, was made to do over 1,900kms and to top it all off…

From Canyons to Rainbows

As I write this blog, James is having a delightful nap beside me. Blimmin’ typical. “While you start writing the blog, I’ll edit the photos for you Char”. As Tui famously said, YEAH RIGHT. But who could stay mad at that face? Me. That’s who.  Anyway, onwards and upwards. Week 31 included nine dingoes (and…