We were driving along the Esk Highway on our way to the East Coast when I turned to Steph and uttered the words. The words, so simple, yet so powerful that they are enough to make the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. I know a shortcut, I said nonchalantly. But, if…

On the face of the Great Western Tiers sits a magical place overlooking the Tasmanian Midlands. It’s situated on the Poatina Road between the town of Cressy and the Great Lakes where a gravel road takes us to a peculiar place. As we pulled up the van Willow was eager to get out and stretch…

It’s a Saturday evening and we’re under the stars by the campfire. We’ve joined some friends on the banks of Bradys Lake in Tasmania’s Central Highlands where we are to spend a few days. The night is crisp as we watch the moonrise but the fire keeps us warm. Though, the weekend didn’t start off…

In an old homestead on the Comboyne Plateau a remarkable group of people are making history. Well, not so much making history as preserving it. The old house has been offered to the local community to become the Comboyne Historical Museum, and a dedicated team of volunteers is working to restore the building and grounds…

Willow has visited many ghost towns in her travels around Australia. Towns that time forgot in the desolation of the wilderness, the outback towns that never saw the railway tracks arrive, and the towns where industry never prospered. Today we are in Luina – a town that can’t be blamed for trying, for it has…

The Village of Lower Crackpot and accompanying maze may not have its own postcode and it may not be found on any official maps, but I assure you it is an actual, real village. For it has a town hall, a police department, bars and hotels, and even a radio station. Down the main street…

I enjoy writing about the special moments on our travels with Willow. The days we share together exploring towns, the cosy nights in the wilderness, and of course, the sunsets. It’s these experiences that are a pleasure to share and to reflect back on – the times where everything feels so right. But there are,…

Tasmania’s North West is a land of sprawling farms, rugged coastline, and picturesque seaside towns. On the Northern coast the seas of Bass Strait are contradictory in nature. Savage or eerily still. Whereas on the West the Southern Ocean is always savage. Those that visit this region don’t have to venture far off the main…

As we drove down the ferry ramp and rolled onto Tasmanian soil I could finally feel the enthusiasm for the months ahead. We had successfully completed our crazy 1,200km road trip from Comboyne to Melbourne and had survived our Bass Strait crossing on the Spirit of Tasmania, avoiding any covid conditions in the process. We…