Day 14 – Bruny in the wind and rain
I woke with the smell of smoke in my hair from the campfire, the sound of rain, and the crashing of waves at the beach. It was going to be […]
I woke with the smell of smoke in my hair from the campfire, the sound of rain, and the crashing of waves at the beach. It was going to be […]
This morning we left the ‘mainland’ of Tasmania bound for a smaller island, Bruny Island. Being mainlanders it feels a little ironic calling Bruny Island a small island off Tasmania. […]
Oh the wind. I am not talking about the wind in the car as a result of the FMG meal from the previous day. On the journey from Flinders Rangers […]