Nature bends to the will of the wind. Beaches extend for as far as the eye can see. Long and white. Pristine and untouched. Boulders groan under their industrial rust. Clouds touch the earth and the sky opens to blue. If you listen close enough you can here both fur and feathers travelling on the relentless breeze…
It’s strange to be in one of the world’s last temperate rainforests and only see dryness. To hear the earth crunching underfoot instead of that soft, slippery suction of mud grabbing boot. Monolithic trees 800 years old tower above creaking and cracking, as if they can sense their impending doom. Unprotected against man, the bulldozers march in without a care. When water starts falling from above, will it be the rain tumbling from the sky, or the tears of nature […]
How wondrous to be alone in the bush. To explore and discover the shadows and lights, the textures and colours. The spikiness of the bushes, the smoothness of the tree trunks. To bid good day to friends on the track and let them go about their daily business. To watch the growth and decay. The dryness and water. The cycle of life.
A lush oasis in the centre of a eucalypt forest. Cool and green and clear. Rosellas sit amongst the trees contemplating the warmth of the suns rays against the cool breeze. Tiny flowers bloom as if to say peek-a-boo. If only for a minute. Green against green against brown against rock. An ancient place to dwell, to ponder.
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A symphony of joyful tints reside in the Autumn forests of Tasmania. Bursts of colour in the form of small and delicate surprises. Purple, red, blue, pink, orange and white happily mix together in harmony. Brightening the world under the greying sky. If only here for a moment they come to life with joy. Dotting the landscape in a celebration of the seasons just passed and welcoming the white winter wonderland they will soon sleep under.
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A fairly easy walk of 10km from the bush to the sea and back. The word ‘Curra’ is aboriginal for water spring and if going clockwise around the loop this is what you will find about one third a way around the track. Trickling over the rocks, making it’s way to the open sea, the water flows forwards as if in an endless race for freedom. The wind whips up the overflow into a whirlwind of mist. Cheeky lizards get […]
An amazing 4 day hike around the southern edge of Tasman National Park, Tasmania. Can only be done through the official Three Capes Track operated by the National Parks. The cabins are well kitted out and we were lucky as there was only 11 of us who started on the same day. I had a whole cabin to myself! From the morning to the afternoon several ecosystems can be passed through. From the cloud forest, to tornado ridge to the most […]
The earth is old. Monolithic in nature. Purely abandoned. Invitingly desolate. Grey and bold. A giant’s playground. Steadfast and solid. Too threatening to be challenged. A graveyard for trees. White with age. Reaching out as if stretching for survival. Their last breath howling with the wind as life evaporates from their twisted limbs. An abundance of life. With trickling water and prehistoric moss. Cold and hot. Ice and fire. Fluffy shapes moving in the foliage. Soft and fearless. Cheekily untouchable. […]
Across Botany Bay the National Park continues. Walking along the cliff line it is amazing to see that this high up it is still like a beach. Pure white sand becomes amber yellow and back again. The sandstone rocks are molded into strangely beautiful circular shapes by the wind that constantly blows around them eroding each grain over time. Following the track into the vegetation birds flit everywhere. I seem to be surrounded by them in the dense bushes. The […]