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The hour before dawn carries a stillness like no other part of the day. Something fresh is happening. A new day is beginning. And its sights, scents and sounds spill gently into this quietness. Today, I was pedalling my bike pre-dawn to fit in around work commitments. Stepping outside into the cool air, my sleepy head soon woke. ‘There’s the saucepan’ I said pointing at the three stars that form Orion’s belt. They sparkled and blinked as the breaking… Read More
At latitude 28.0° S, longitude 153.4° E, Easter marks the last hurrah for summer. It seems not to matter whether Easter falls early or late, many see it as the last beach holiday, a close to swimming, sandy feet and salty hair. Yet with the water temperature dipping to 19°C in the depths of winter while the minimum atmospheric temperature averages 12°C, Easter doesn’t mark the end of beach time, swim time or… Read More
This is the third story is a series about my first overnight bicycle tour. This tour, which revealed the delights of Billinudgel’s bushy belly and the dilemma of tour planning, is now affectionately remembered as Le Tour de Food! We might have travelled slowly, but there was no risk of us running out of food. We carried vegemite and cheese sandwiches made on sourdough bread, bananas, a tube of vegemite, chocolate coated sweets called Wallaby bites, cut… Read More
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