travelling

I was in the office one day talking to Tori and in through the front door walks Reece holding his arm ….What?… it’s fucked mate he say’s, my shoulders fucked, I tried to do a jump and landed on my shoulder. I loaded him into the car and off we went to the medical centre for x rays. He … Continue reading »

It was about this time when Lyn, who is one of the about 50 permanent residents at Falls and the manager of the Lodge in the summer, slipped and broke a leg. She was to be the breakfast chef over the winter….not now….she was shipped off to Albury for an operation and returned a week … Continue reading »

The first two weeks I rarely left the lodge; I painted most of the rooms and fitted new T V’s in that time. There were no guests and no snow, so there wasn’t much else to do. I was working 8 and 10 hour days to try and get it all done before the rush. … Continue reading »

I was to be the maintenance man at Trackers Mountain Lodge, I’d met Brian at a bar-b-que at my old house in Perth in the summer. When he told me he managed a ski lodge in Falls, I thought….It ‘s a sign!….I was going to Falls anyway, as sking was the first thing on the … Continue reading »

  A weekend in Ballarat was all I needed to recuperate and I confirmed my belief that friends stay friends whether you see them or not. It must have been 15 years since we had seen or heard from each other, yet it was as if it were only yesterday….”Mind you Radar was pretty cute!”….Good luck with the … Continue reading »

Five days after leaving Perth I arrived in  Ballarat Victoria. About one hundred kilometers north west of Melbourne. Ballarat is known for the Gold rush in the 18oo’s. In particular the Eureka rebellion 1854, when the miners took up arms against the colonial forces, built a stockade and flew the Eureka Flag which is still used today … Continue reading »

I lasted exactly 2 nights in the swag, It was cold and wet and getting colder and wetter. The long and unwinding road meant I had plenty of time to think about my current situation. I kept hearing Janis singing “Freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose” as the road trains went thundering … Continue reading »

  The road East from Perth is a long road, don’t expect to get to far in a hurry. Personally, I don’t make plans about how far I might get in a day and besides I didn’t leave until mid day so I wasn’t going far that day. I had just spent a summer on … Continue reading »

Ok, the STUFF gone, I had something else to do before hitting the road. I flew over to Bali which was a second home for me in the seventys and eightys, with the intention of buying a bit of land that I could build on in the future. A dream of many years, it felt like the right thing to do! … Continue reading »

After 30 years of collecting, STUFF, including the big house on the hill and contents, car, motor bike, boat, camper trailer etc, etc, etc, and still  I wasn’t HAPPY, I decided it wasn’t STUFF that was gonna work for me. My missus kept telling me, snap out of it, life is what you make it and of … Continue reading »