Dropped the family out at the airport inappropriately early then headed out for a run and to explore Hobart. Battery Point and UTAS (University of Tasmania) were the first port of call – the former was particularly cool, with little streets heading every which way, old houses and commercial buildings everywhere and a very laid back vibe.Continue Reading →
After breakfast at Retro Cafe on Salamanca Place (good food, truly abysmal service – don’t reward it with your patronage) the happy family headed southeast down the Tasman Peninsula bound for the biggest drawcard in the area. Famous for over 150 years as a brutal penal station for those convicts who reoffended once in Van Diemen’s Land, and for the last fifteen as the site of an equally brutal massacre by a deranged gunman, the Port Arthur historic site always draws the crowds.Continue Reading →
The highlight of the next day in Launceston was … dinner. And not just because most of the rest of the day was spent either trying to find someone to serve us breakfast or lying in the park reading a book. “Lonnie” is a pretty sleepy town at the best of times, but on Sundays it seemed positively in a coma. Many of the shops were shut and foot traffic in the central city was light at best. A great excuse to do not much, so we took it. Fish ‘n’ Chips was the choice of evening meal location, and an inspired one it was. A truly excellent calamari salad, washed down by several bottles of cold Corona while shooting the breeze and sitting almost in the river.Continue Reading →
After a far too early alarm and throwing a few final things in the back of the car, it was off to Station Pier in Port Melbourne to … wait. And then to … wait a bit longer. But it’s ok, because after that I got to … wait longer still. Apparently there were large numbers of passengers today. Now there’s a surprise, with the Spirit of Tasmania being a passenger ferry and all.Continue Reading →
My old pack had finally given up the ghost after a decade of being dragged around the world, and as I laid my shiny new one on the bed to fill it up with the ‘essentials’ it suddenly occurred to me how just how much I was putting in. That third pair of trousers. Half a dozen travel guides and other books. A toiletries bag so full that I had to put a few items in a plastic bag. Here was me, supposedly an experienced traveller, fighting with the zips on my backpack. Every item had a perfectly good justification for why it was included – but unless I also planned to pack a donkey to carry it all for me, I just couldn’t take it all. And yet I still tried.Continue Reading →
I’ve been asked many times over the years why it is that I am able to travel and move countries as much as I do, and the answer invariably comes down to one simple fact. I don’t accumulate stuff. Keeping my life free of unnecessary junk – and being happy to dispose of what little there is – provides the mental and physical freedom to drop everything and travel on a whim.Continue Reading →
Thanks to the good folks at indietravelpodcast.com, my first travel article has now been published online. It’s a basic guide on how to travel safely when you’re out there on the road.
The summary is in this post – follow the link to read the full article in all it’s glory…Continue Reading →