Here’s a selection of photos from my trip around Australia. Most were taken by Gill or Roo – in fact all of them were, because I didn’t even own a camera at that point! Hence the exceptional quality of the images – and the fact that my ugly mug is featured in plenty of them!  

Up North In Rusty

Our first trip up north in Rusty was an epic odyssey. Rusty had more than a few technical issues, despite the mountain of cash the girls had lavished on him to make him road-worthy – and in spite of his amazing paint job… Still, we prevailed – even when stranded for three days on the side of a remote outback highway. I can’t decide what stunned me most – the incredible beauty of the terrain, it’s staggering emptiness – or that Gill and Roo insisted Rusty  was a boy…  

The Red Centre

Our trip through the barren desert at the heart of Australia was a one-man three-woman show – or occasionally a four-woman show… It’s a beautiful, savage place, extremely unforgiving to the unprepared. As for what it does to idiots… well. Let’s just say, I’m still here!  

Margaret River Onwards

Our time spent grape-picking (amongst other tasks) in Margaret River was almost idyllic. If you don’t count the 5:30am starts, and the ever-present danger of apparently suicidal kangaroos, we had it rather good here. Mostly because Big Valley, where we lived in our tents, was a fantastic place to be. Bali, on the other hand, was rather less peaceful…  

The Bibbulmun Track

The girls, who are honest to a fault, like to refer to the fact that we almost walked a thousand kilometres; in fact the Bibbulmun Track, which runs from Kalamunda to Albany in Western Australia, is only 965 km – or  about 600 miles. If you’re interested, the Bibbulmun Track Foundation manages and upkeeps the path. They have an excellent FAQ, great photos, and can answer any questions you might have. Here’s a link to the Bibbulmun Track Foundation.  

Eastern Australia 

Our trip back across the Nularbour was undertaken with extreme trepidation. Because Rusty was knackered by this point; and it’s not a road famous for being easy to drive. But we made it, and met up with my mother, who had decided to spend her holiday exploring the east of Australia with us. Poor woman! If only she knew… After she flew home to England, we lived briefly in Sydney, then Roo and I headed to Melbourne – leaving Gill behind. She wasn’t entirely convinced that this was a good idea…  

New Zealand!

Applying for jobs in the ski industry reunited the three of us – as well as leading us into all sorts of fun! I hope you enjoyed these pictures! And if you didn’t, please don’t tell me – I spent two entire weeks uploading the damn things! More recent pics regularly end up on my blog, so if you want to check out what I’m up to now, head to And thanks again for looking!

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