By Road & Track

THE DOOR opens. We look up.

First published summer 2014.

Microadventures in the Hobart region

TAKE a riverside home, take the wetland along the river banks and convert it to demonstrate appropriate technologies and other structures…

I FIRST BECAME ACQUAINTED with nomadism through reading about it. That started decades ago when, by chance and good fortune, I picked a…

“We’re from Tasmania,” the slightly built one said. “We camp in a tent. Fortunately, with this rain, it is a weatherproof tent”.

ONE of the things I like about walking in the mountains is reading the landscape. I have no formal qualifications in geography, however my…

Some road trippers take house-sized caravans. Others take the smallest of vans. We encounteed the latter in the Levin Canyon carpark.

IN THE SHADE of a ginko (Ginko biloba) tree, Fi contemplates the landscape unaware that a large and voracious female peacock and chick are…

“YOU SHOULDN’T do that.”

CAR’S HEADLIGHTS had been turned on and clusters of commuters, hands thrust deep into pockets and heads bowed, scurried homeward along The…

I’VE BEEN THINKING or Peter. It’s now a couple years since my friend, Yvonne, spoke of him. Neither she nor I had seen him for quite some…

JUST FOLLOW the road out of town and take the turnoff, she said. Okay, we’ll do that I say, knowing how easily we could get lost following…

WATER flows and foams and forms moving patterns of white as it comes down the South Esk.

Walking with children on Tasmania’s Kunanyi-Mt Wellington proved a fine challenge easily accomplished.

In the days when the rivers ran wild, in the days before the dams and the crowds, there were the intrepid few who dared Tasmania’s wild…

In a letter to adventure equipment company, Patagonia, I have a word or two to say about one of their products.

In Port Macquarie and feel like a little exercise to compensate for last night’s too-big a dinner and too-many a glass of wine? Well…

THE ROAD FLOWS around the curves, past the Bream Creek turnoff where we diverge to head to the farmers’ market, past field and farm and…

Free to travel within their own states, people are ready to get out on the road and go interstate again. What will be the reaction to the…

THEY were big. And numerous. Repellent was rolled onto bare skin but still they came. The mosquitos of the Coal Mines Historic Site are a…

On the road we meet people. Those encounters might last only a few minutes, yet in that time people reveal things about themselves and…

IT WAS WHEN I was living in Byron Bay, and when in earlier times I would stay at the community atop the rainforest escarpment above Broken…

WE SCRAMBLED up a steep, narrow, scree-filled gully and traversed the ridge leading to the summit. Here we sat that warm, sunny afternoon…