awildland

I'm on, screw gate nipped up: it's still an uneasy walk backwards. Dropping into the vertical world the walls of rock are black and...

The morning air is so clear and clean it is all space and blue is a distant, untouchable colour.  A strong breeze strips the land back ...

Mt Ningadhun sunrise the mood Waking in the dark, disorientated after a deep, exhausted sleep of wild dreams, it seems crazy but it...

On both sides of the old logging trail, callicomas form a shaded tunnel through the surrounding rainforest. Walking silently, daydreami...

Sometimes it is not an adventure you come home from, but a miracle of timing.  We were sitting in Bellbird Campground in Washpool Natio...

Seeking to escape the madness of Christmas one year, preferring instead to immerse ourselves in a deep wilderness, Caz and I set out on a...

It is mid-winter, but hot; sun blasting down and very little shade beneath the sparse cypress pines. Last time here, a year ago, winter was...