Season’s greetings from Pelican Yoga.
The photographed bottoms were raised in pursuit of pipis…
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Season’s greetings from Pelican Yoga.
The photographed bottoms were raised in pursuit of pipis…
Comments closedIt starts just a few kilometres east of Apollo Bay, and it takes you up into mostly-forested hill country.
You probably won’t be lucky enough also to have a close, prolonged encounter with the immediately-preceding post’s echidna, but a very scenic drive is guaranteed!
Comments closedThis is the first in a (very) occasional series, which (eventually) will also feature an Australian urban encounter with an osprey, and a meeting with a fox on a mountain in Japan.
With luck, this series will have more than three episodes!
One CommentThis post is not a 2018 Melbourne Cup field update!
However, it will answer a question that you probably have never asked:
How does an echidna scratch itself?
Comments closedThe reptile is one of two tiger snakes encountered within five minutes of each other, whilst my beloved and I were walking up Mount Oberon, on Wilson’s Promontory, four days ago.
One CommentThe featured image looks approximately south, over Stephens Bay.
The distantmost rocky point is South West Cape – the “corner” of southwest Tasmania.
This post is best viewed/read after its prequel.
2 CommentsBy any reasonable definition, almost all of Tasmania’s Southwest National Park qualifies as “wilderness”.
This post is the fruit of a wonderful walk along a relatively sheltered shore, on Bathurst Channel.
Its sequel will take you to a nearby ocean beach, likewise, far from road or wharf.
Comments closedNo faux chateaux or Californianesque excess here: these seven Australian wineries are grand, not grandiose.
All will almost certainly offer you a lovely location, and a warm welcome from knowledgeable, unpretentious folks.
Each has a range of genuinely-excellent wines that begin at prices well south of $30.
Three will also serve you a delicious, affordable lunch.
One CommentI live in a sundrenched metropolis. Today has been gloriously wild, intermittently very wet, ever-changing, mostly cool.
Many fellow residents of Perth regard such days as “miserable” or “horrible”, to be endured, not enjoyed…and not at all photogenic.
They are wrong/blind; dry, warm sunny days are not the only “good” kind!
Comments closedThis is a sequel/prequel to previous “Autumn Morning…” post.
This post’s photos were all taken in the eastern end of Bathurst Harbour on 22 March 2018, between 6.29 pm and 8.04 pm.
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