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Category Archives: Everything
Day Fourteen: WOW. (Way Out West.)
It was a very rude awakening this morning when the crying of the alarm awoke us at a touch before 8:00AM. Apparently it had gotten down to almost -2oC overnight and when I checked, it had yet to rise into … Continue reading
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Day Thirteen: Show Me The Ribs.
Yeah, yeah, I know, you’ve heard it all before, but it was another beautiful day in paradise today, although I have still not had to hold up my end of the bargain of going for a plunge in the pool … Continue reading
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Day Twelve: The Spectre Of The East MacDonnells.
Like a broken record, I must report that for yet another day we awoke to the sun streaming through the narrow gaps in the drapery, as the alarm sounded its relentless commotion at 10:00AM. Despite the moderately late uprising, we … Continue reading
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Day Eleven: When I Think Of Central Australia, Alice Springs To Mind.
I am going to keep it short and sweet today, not only because our day was generally bereft of noteworthy accomplishments, but it is also getting late enough here that rest is stalwartly beckoning me with scratchy red eyes and … Continue reading
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Day Ten: One Hump Or Two.
I got up late last night, to take a nocturnal wander to find a tree, only to get a fright. As I stepped out of the van, I thought for sure that the couple of whizz bangers* who had decided … Continue reading
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