The last time I was in Sydney I went for a hike out into the Brisbane Waters National Park to search for some glyphs. This time I decided to keep my hiking activities somewhat closer to the city and chose to take the walk that stretches along the coastline between Coogee and Bondi Beaches. … More Cliffs and Sand – The Eastern Beaches
I remember as a kid sitting in the car as we were driving to Melbourne and pouring over the Melbourne Street directory. In particular I remember following the Nepean Hwy all the way from the intersection with Punt Road, along the coast, down to the small town of Portsea. I then became really disappointed that the map cut off there so I couldn’t see how the peninsula that it followed came to an end. … More Trek to the Point
The people of Perth (and in fact Western Australia in general, namely because about 80% of the population happen to live in Perth) are pretty proud of their inner city park. In fact they will regularly remind you that it happens to be the biggest inner city park in the entire world (much bigger than Central Park, which from what I could see is quite bigger than it actually appears). Hyde Park in London is also pretty huge, and bigger if you include St James gardens, however Kings Park, once again, apparently outstrips that. … More A Park of Kings
There are certainly places on the Earth that are much, much more remote than Perth, such as the poles of inaccessibility (if you simply want to get away from pretty much everybody, though you will find yourself either floating in the middle of the Pacific Ocean over the legendary home of Cthulu, or in the middle of the Antarctic). As for inhabited locations, there is always Tristan da Cuhna, which is supposed to be the most remote inhabited island in the world. … More The Remoteness of Perth
It is time to continue with the second leg of what was in effect a monumental pub crawl. Okay, it isn’t necessarily the longest, particularly since you could say that I went on a seven week pub crawl across Europe, but that is another story for another time. Instead we are traveling through the various pubs that I visited during Good Beer Week in May 2017, and the experiences that I underwent, which generally involved drinking some good, and some not so good, craft beers. … More A Week Long Pub Crawl – Good Beer Week pt 2
As the Comedy Festival was coming to a closed I was sitting in a pub with a glass of craft beer in my hand when my eyes fell upon another magazine, this one advertising the program for the next major festival that was to come to Melbourne – Good Beer Week. … More A Week Long Pub Crawl – Good Beer Week pt 1
This would now be my fifth year in Melbourne and after seeing four comedy festivals come and go (and only seeing John Cleese and Eric Idle at the last one) I thought it might be an idea to start participating in some of the events. Well, in participating I simply meant going and seeing some … More Just For Laughs – The Comedy Festival
Years ago, back when as they say I was ‘knee high to a grasshopper’ (and I wonder where they actually came up with that saying because grasshoppers are pretty small), I used to be in the Scouts, and before that I was a cub (which is pretty much the same thing but cubs tend to go to primary school while scouts go to high school, or at least they go to junior high). I would suggest that living in Adelaide meant that there was lots of bush where we could go out and wander, but I suspect that that happens to be the case anywhere and everywhere (unless you happen to be in the middle of Los Angeles or some such place, but since I have never been to Los Angeles I can’t really comment). … More Para Wirra – My Childhood Stomping Ground
Actually, I’m not all that sure what possessed me to go back to Adelaide a second time for the purpose of visiting the Fringe because, in the end, I didn’t actually do any real Fringe related activities. Okay, I did visit Gluttony and The Garden of Unearthly Delights, as well as wandering up and down Rundle Mall a couple of times, but I suddenly realised, as I was standing outside The Garden of Unearthly Delights on Thursday Night, that I didn’t actually have any huge desire to actually spend any money going to see a show – and isn’t that what the Fringe is all about? Seeing shows. … More Back to the Fringe
Isn’t it funny how, despite planning on having a quiet weekend at home, something comes along that ends up changing everything. In fact, a part of me is looking forward to a Saturday when I don’t have to step out of the house, though it does tend to come down to a point where I have to go out for a least a little while, even if it is down the street to the really dodgy pub that seems to only cater for gamblers and birthday parties (okay, it also has a bistro and a bottle shop, but the only place I can actually sit with some semblance of comfort is on the stool in the smokers cage outside of the pokies parlor). … More The Night is White
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