The Enzed odyssey continues at long last… The 4 hour drive from Dunedin to Arrowtown was fairly uneventful. (Well the first 3.5 hours were very uneventful and the last 0.5 very eventful, so that’s on average.) It felt so nice to be in the country again. We stopped for munchies in Milton and saw farmers politely removing muddy gumboots before…
Category: Travel Tales
My stories from when I went to places and did stuff. Plus some photos, because I just can’t help myself.
Dunedin Rocks! Karetai Track & Smaills Beach, New Zealand.
Dunners Day 2. We didn’t have morning tea at our usual place today – we figured it would be overrun by blow-ins hoping to run into Inigo Montoya. (For newcomers thinking what the hell are you talking about, Inigo Montoya?!?!, see previous post.) Went to a new place out on the Otago Peninsula, and afterwards, as the rain had eased off, walked…
Why I Love Dunedin, Part 1.
Flying into Dunners is like going home. The boys love the turbulence when we land (those gales remind me of where I grew up, although being straight off Antarctica they feel about 50C colder), we have great fun staying with family, and it’s by the ocean (also much bloody colder, but the same ocean really). It’s New Zealand’s oldest city yet…
For My Dear Friends Freezing Their Arses Off in the Northern Winter.
A rather belated Christmas Day post! (And you’re probably all ‘SRSLY? Do you even get the concept of blogging in a timely, relevant fashion?‘) (May I remind you that this time last year I’d been AWOL for 3 months? …I am actually quite impressed with myself.) (If you like, just imagine this all happened last Sunday. It could have;…
More Diggin’: Sovereign Hill, Ballarat.
One more from B’rat! Note: Started this when we visited last April – I never got around to blogging it but I can’t let it go so here it is. (Just in case you thought autumn leaves in early December in Australia was odd. If you thought about it at all.) Finn slept in Justine’s bed last night……
A Cherry Merry Christmas.
We didn’t think we’d be seeing Mum and Justine for Christmas last year, but thanks to J getting a consulting gig at the last hour, the boys and I squeezed on to a flight south for an early one. I was so thankful we made it. It was important to me to be in Mum’s house, with her and Justine…
The First And Last Adventure.
For all intents and purposes Justine and I first moved out of home before we’d even finished school. For our final two years we attended boarding school in Geraldton, 480 kilometres south of Carnarvon, and only saw Mum & Dad for holidays and the odd long weekend. After we graduated we each spent one more year…
Southern Ocean, Speedboats and Spew: Bruny Island, Tasmania.
Something hilarious seems to be wrong with everyone’s hearing on this trip. For example: Mum: Where are we going? Salmonella Park? Me: Salamanca Market Mum. Me: Look, there’s a Shetland pony and alpacas. Justine: They shot a Shetland pony and the alpacas?? The Sunday morning after our Cradle Mountain adventure we headed to Bruny Island, about…
Bucketed: Cradle Mountain, Tasmania.
Do you remember the last family trip you went on? (I mean, before you had your own family and the karmic wheel turned and it became your own kids bludging in the backseat whining “Are we there yet”?) I remember mine well, because it was only last October. Mum and Dad headed to Tasmania and amazingly both Justine…
Sandcastles & Volcanoes. (Lennox Head NSW: Part 2)
Day 3. Yes I skipped a day but we’re on holidays so sue me. We’re greatly enjoying camping, the days are absolutely magical; clear blue skies, about 21C… the nights would be more fun if we were allowed to burn stuff though. Last night was colder still; 3C. I’m rugged up with marshmallow socks, trackies, thermal long sleeve, fleecy…
Winter Sun Camping Fun. (Lennox Head, NSW)
We recently went on our first camping trip in 2 and a half years; when last we busted out the tent Rory was only just walking (and still eating sand). Summer 2012 really was an ideal time for camping, being characterised by pissing rains and much flooding over most of Queensland, but we persevered and for the first 2 days…
Spiders And Geckos And Snakes…Oh My God.
It feels like we’re living in a zoo at the moment. I’m not having a go at the boys, who are mostly very well behaved and quite easy to live with. Despite endlessly dropping stuff on the floor, leaving doors open, losing things, screaming matches, the cycles of delaying tactics at dinnertime, bathtime, bedtime… if…
Still Not A Journal. 