I am often gob-smacked by just how bright Willis Eschenbach is, but this observation was astonishing. Could breathing out more combat the breathlessness you get by strenuous walking uphill. I tried this out on my recent hunting trip, and it’s true. I was able to walk in one go to the top of hills I […]
As Della observed in the last post it has been very wet around her lately. We have ad 4″ of rain this week alone! Going around the lambs or trying to spray thistles on our steep hills has been fraught with difficulty on account of how slippery it has been. I have had a number
(Della): A wild and windy night! We were checking on the creek and dams this morning after all the bad weather and discovered this new “Sword of Damocles”which had obviously launched itself from the huge blue gum above, embedding itself firmly and deeply in the ground on the track below. So glad no-one was underneath
As a follow-up to my post Find Your Own Places to Explore can I suggest that for years (in Victoria – and elsewhere) our masters have been closing off previously useful access roads and tracks. Though these may not be open to vehicles (often despite sterling efforts to negotiate around piles of logs, rocks or
We have been having a wet Spring here in South-Eastern Australia – as you may be aware. Dorothea McKellar’s observations in her famous Poem, My Country are well and truly vindicated this year, ie ‘I love a sunburnt country, A land of sweeping plains, Of ragged mountain ranges, Of droughts and flooding rains.” Rivers which
‘Waste not, want not’ was another of my mother’s favourite maxims – one I have certainly taken to heart, as my wife will attest as I have fill our house and sheds up with all sorts of ‘mathoms’ – hobbit for ‘junk’. I had two ‘dead’ laptop batteries which I probably ought to have binned
A sequel to an earlier post, Gully Walking I have always liked Robert Frost’s poem ‘The Road Not Taken’ even though I realised long ago how much he/it owed to my even more favourite poet, Edward Thomas who was also a close friend of his until his death in WW1. However I too, early in
This afternoon as I came out of the front door after lunch to go work on the tractor I saw the largest red-bellied black snake I think I had ever seen just sliding under the fridge on the verandah then it simply disappeared. I poked around under the fridge, even moved the fridge; yet there
You can spend a lovely two days walking from Mt Oberon Car park to Wilsons Prom Lighthouse and back staying in pretty plush accommodation at the lighthouse. The distances are considerable, but this way you only need to carry a daypack with emergency supplies, a bottle of wine to drink on the verandah at night
Baden Powell, the hero of Mafeking was right. Even though I have never been a scout, having long followed Groucho Marx’s dictum that I would not be a member of anything which would have me as a member – besides I prefer to travel alone – nonetheless I am an admirer of such proverbs and
