The best of travelling when your retired is time, the time you can take to do the things you love. For me this is watching… noting the world around me, and exploring the places we go and meeting the people from different worlds as we share our experiences. These are the things that stay with you the most.
We are camped up in one of our favourite haunts… along the Turon River near Sofala, deep in the hinterland of Central NSW. When most Grey Nomads are on their northern sojourn, chasing the sun, The Man and I have elected to winter in the chill southern States this year. We are looking forward to enjoying the frosty mornings, the sweet morning chorus of the birds as they choose their winter mates, and prepare for the deep winter and the break of spring that will bring the promise of a new generation.
I have been fortunate enough to have had the opportunity to travel broadly in my time. It is well known that travel broadens your outlook and widens your view of life and lands. You learn to value what you have and it gives you the insight to see things, which others see as normal in their lives, and yet you can see, in them, something extraordinary. This is our Outback, our Country and the broad land of Australia. Continue reading →
We’re in Sydney once more, on our annual (or bi-) migration, having just completed the fun loop from Sydney through to Canberra, on to Melbourne and back and in comparing the big three there can be found a lot of entertainment.
Tweaking and refining systems in the van and cruiser is a constant and ongoing task when you live on the road full time. There are endless little tasks from lubricating the moving bits and pieces to rotating tyres and checking systems etc. Living with solar as we do, complimented by gas systems and backed up by the trusty genny life can get complicated at times, this particularly when you struggle with living Un-plugged at the best of times.
We grew up in NSW, where the beaches are glorious and the summer seemingly endless. That is if you don’t count those cold bone-chilling winters. We moved into Queensland some 40-50 years ago and began to really explore Australia, vegemiters and dogs in tow. It was something of a true love for both The Man’s and myself… exploring that is. Continue reading →