The Sounds of the Bush

Steel guard rail on the side of the road in the bush

The cacophony of birds before dawn makes it impossible to sleep. The humid air has condensed on the pile of leaves that I’ve heaped on top of me, but I’m dry and warm beneath. I can hear the bugs crawling through the pile, but as far as I can tell they haven’t bitten me all … Continue reading The Sounds of the Bush

The Mountains

Dramatic mountains and road near Gordon River, Tasmania

I’m standing in the national park visitor centre and I have the ranger’s full attention. She was practically raised in these mountains, but she’s never heard of the Broken Duck Spur, Left-Foot Peak, the Dodo Saddle or Belt-Buckle Ridge."Strange,” I say to her “my dad’s been hiking these mountains for years, and that’s what he’s … Continue reading The Mountains