After a restless night's sleep due to the nocturnal actions of a hairy stranger (a possum that wouldn't stop messing around outside my tent, that is - get your mind out of the gutter, you bloody sicko!) I woke up to the morning I wanted yesterday. The sun was out, birds were singing, potoroos were … Continue reading Show us ya map of Tassie!
Category: camping
Camping capers
I love camping more than Tom Hardy loves pretending to be an actor, so one of the reasons I came down to Tasmania was to spend time surrounded by nature. With half the state a National Park, massive mountains everywhere and enough trees to please even the fussiest greenie scumbag. After much research, I decided … Continue reading Camping capers
Olney the lonely
Hiking through Olney State Forest is a bit like getting a lap dance off your best mate's mother - pleasant and refreshing, but not overly exciting, with the whole experience leaving you feeling dirty at the end of it. I've been as busy as Rolph Harris in a kindergarten lately and haven't had a chance … Continue reading Olney the lonely
Camping with the convicts
With no job to go to, girlfriend to annoy, or pet to feed to prevent it from dying, this week I went bush for a couple of days. I packed my tent and my sleeping bag and headed up to Mangrove Mountain, west of Gosford, where I found a 24km hiking track that was beautiful, … Continue reading Camping with the convicts
One Sleep Till Brooklyn
I wouldn't normally go to Sydney even if somewhere down there was offering free beer and half price strippers, but I made an exception this week - to hike 27km from Berowra to Brooklyn. Alright, so it was the northern outskirts of the city and I didn't go anywhere near congested streets or idiots in … Continue reading One Sleep Till Brooklyn
The Wondabyne Years
When I was a kid, me and my mates would spend most weekends exploring the National Parks around the Central Coast; camping, climbing trees, swimming in water holes, all that good stuff. Then we grew up and less important things like work and girls got in the way, and life got sanitary and boring. I … Continue reading The Wondabyne Years





