Mr B shrugged on his back-pack. ‘Come on, Matt, let’s go for a little climb.’
‘Come on, Lee-Anne,’ Dad called, ‘let’s go. Richard can miss out being one of the few people to climb Mt Olga.’
We waved at Richard and then tramped up the slope
Then he saw it. Big. Red. And moored in the harbour. ‘Hey! Look at that!’ H veered off course and strode towards it. P1 and P2 followed.
Read more "K-TEAM ADVENTURES: TASMANIA (5)"‘Oops!’ I cried. We crashed down. My bag of peanuts flew all over the back cabin.
Richard looked at me and shook his head. ‘You’ll get in trouble.’
I scuffed the scattered nuts under my shoes. ‘Nah, the back’s a mess, how would Dad know?’
As we raced up the river, the Captain rabbited on about Sarah Island’s convict history and then he said, ‘While we travel up the river, think about what it would’ve been like living in those times on Sarah Island as a convict.’
Read more "K-TEAM ADVENTURES: TASMANIA (4)"From Hobart to Strahan. Here they were, a tour group, stuck like us at the crossing of the Nive River. Some truck just had to take up the whole road loading a shipping container
Read more "K-TEAM ADVENTURES: TASMANIA (3)"‘The oldest Huon Pine is said to have lived for three thousand years,’ Husband said. ‘This tree’s only a few hundred years old, so, young in comparison. They grow only one millimetre in width a year.’
Read more "K-TEAM ADVENTURES: TASMANIA (2)"‘Go up the mountain,’ my auntie advised. ‘You need to take the opportunity while you can. The mountain is all clear today. It’s not always like that…’
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