The "Tweed".

Life on the Tweed River is fairly relaxed. Not much goes on even if you lose your tender and beach your house-boat. These are all common place things which occur and are of no fuss to anyone involved or otherwise inclined.

What a glorious 3 days/New Years.

The Shaky Isles...

Less than a quarter of the inhabitants of NZ live on the South Island, which is perfectly curious. Yes, the weather had blessed us with sunshine and mild temperatures, but surely there are few places as magnificent and diverse, as this pocket of our world. Take me back...

Getting Away With It.

East coast and northern New South Wales road trip, Autumn 2011.

 The Grand Hotel, Newcastle.

Grey Street, Glen Innes.

The Fittest.

It had been over 15 years since I last set foot in the National Park. Family holidays in the mountains used to be a semi-regular occurance and the abundance of fresh air, native flora and fauna did much to inspire, awe and entertain the mind of a youthful pre-teen and his siblings.

I can't say much has changed, both environmentally or emotionally.

Mid-Winter Warmer.

I notice the blue tinge on my fingers as I fumble for my car-keys...
This is going to be a great summer.

Ze Pool.

...Dip your toe in the aqua aqua. It's kept warm to spite the Autumn air and offers an embrace of solice...

The shoulder season meant the road-side motel was rather empty, leaving the amenities free to utilise without disruption. After an early start and a couple of hundred miles of driving, including an hour spent escaping the city's clutches, this suited us perfectly.

Where's a good light-house when you need one?

The Californian fog rolls in strong, shrouding the land, the trees, the buildings and the people. Distant figures are barely visible, and only offer enough evidence to hint at their true identity; it's an eerie disclosure.