Booktown

When a friend suggested we team up our Airstreams for a weekend at Clunes Booktown Festival, Remi and I were intrigued… A whole town dedicated to the simple pleasure of curling up with a great book? Would anyone lift their nose out of their book long enough to eat pizza? It was worth finding out. Every…

Another kind of life?

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Juju, Mowgli and Coco: All in absolute bliss playing in the beautiful white sands of Currarong Beach (Jervis Bay) on a drive from Sydney to Melbourne.    I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what kind of life I want for my children….

First ever Airstream Rally “Down Under”

Somewhere in-between breaking down in the Northern Territory and launching Happy Camper Pizza, we managed to take part in a historical event – Australia’s first ever Airstream Rally. Officially, it was the inaugural rally of the Wally Byam Caravan Club International (WBCCI) “Down Under” Unit – an Aussie arm of the Airstream club started in 1955….

Bittersweet homecoming

I haven’t posted anything for a couple of months because I’ve been feeling really disappointed that we quit our road trip around Australia so early. One of the main reasons was because Wallabee was sick – she’s having major chassis issues and at the time we didn’t have a clue what was wrong. Things were…

35/52: The Devils Marbles

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Juju: Rock collecting.  Mowgli and Coco: Full of beans and up to no good.    North of Alice Springs, the highway passes close to The Devils Marbles, a famous rock formation that’s right up there with Uluru. The local Warumungu Aboriginals call them Karlu…

Oarsome Alice Springs

As luck would have it, we arrived in Alice Springs just in time for the town’s famous sailing and rowing regatta – the Henley-on-Todd. It’s the world’s only dry boat race – held on the Todd river bed. What began as a piss take (satire) in the 1960s of the famous Henley-on-Thames race between Cambridge…

Mars Landing

We’re long gone from the dust bowl of Coober Pedy, considered to be the Opal Capital of the World. But although we crossed the South Australian border more than three weeks ago, this is one Outback town that’s impossible to forget. Of all the places I’ve ever been, there’s nowhere quite like it. For me,…

More Dirt and tortured gumtrees

We’re still cleaning dirt from inside our Airstream after a dusty ride from Pooncarie to Menindee, a small town in outback NSW famous for its lakes full of dead gum trees. A grey nomad outside the service station swore the road was smooth enough for his wife to sand her nails as they drove. I’m…

Marshmallows and Dirt

It was a bit of a gamble, but we made it in one piece up nearly 100-kilometres of dirt road to Mungo National Park. The ranger I spoke to on the phone advised half the road had just been re-surfaced: “it’s as good as it will ever get for a caravan,” she said optimistically. We…

Not so glamorous

We’ve been on the road for two weeks today. I’d love to say it’s been mostly great. But it has been two really long weeks. “Housewife’s holiday?” yelled a cheeky retiree outside the toilet block today, as I was frantically rounding up the kids. Holiday indeed. Some days I think I need a holiday from…