' The Australians, it seems to me, thrive on their remoteness from the world and see it as a way of keeping up a code of 'no worries, mate,' while peddling their oddities to visitors: nonconformity is at once a fact of life for many, and a selling point.'
- Pico Iyer (Falling Off the Map) -
Australia, the country of my birth, my homeland. It is where I belong. My ancestors were perhaps the first 'tourists', landing here on January 26, 1788. In leg chains and for the term of his natural life, John Ryan spent his prison sentence working to provide shelter for the free-settlers.
Born in Melbourne, Victoria, I spent my idyllic childhood on the pristine beaches of the Sunshine Coast north of Brisbane, Queensland. I spent my school days in Brisbane before returning to Melbourne in 1977. I'm lucky! I have visited each state and territory, but I have by no means seen enough. I will never have seen enough. This page links to the stories of my travels in Australia. It's incomplete for now, but over time, I will fill in the blanks and attempt to encourage you to explore this vast and very beautiful country.
Click the links below to travel with me to some of my favourite parts of Australia.