Dad’s dream to climb this mountain was to be fulfilled. Ever since he had lived and taught in Hermannsburg in the 1950’s, he had wanted to venture way out west, to conquer this mountRead more "The T-Team with Mr. B (32)"
Long after the others limped off to bed, I harassed my cousin with questions.Read more "The Riddle"
Ouch! Something sharp bit into my bottom. I leapt two feet forward. Stiff shards of branches scratched my face. Rubbing both my rear end and face, I looked around to see what had pricked me.Read more "Lost City, More Adventures"
Lunch time approached and while Dad scouted the street for a grocery store, and a butcher’s that seemed to elude him in a remote town like Alice, the rest of us sought a place to eat. In our restaurant-hunt, we passed three bottle shops. But where were the café’s, the restaurants, and the snack bars?Read more "Most Flavourful"
I pointed from the boy group to the girl group. ‘You couldn’t find a partner for me, could you?’
‘Lee-Anne!’ Mrs. R said. ‘This is Hermannsburg, not Alice Springs!’
‘No stockman or lonely explorer, then?’
‘No, this is as good as it gets.’ She placed the glasses on the table. Besides, the blokes up here, I don’t think they’d be your type.’
Then I’m destined to be an old maid then. I sighed.
This morning, we raced along the road parallel to the MacDonnell Ranges, dipping into the gorges, Dad verbally ticking the boxes of gorges visited, speeding in and out of each one, snapping photos just to prove our having been there, done that.Read more "MacDonnell Gorges"
I had to find the men, but the chasm’s majesty awed me. Forget about the men.Read more "KINGS CANYON"