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Sailing the Whitsundays (part 3)… a day on the Island and farewell.

IMG_8155[1]We’d booked a berth at the Hamilton Island marina thinking it might be interesting to see what the place had to offer. That was at the beginning of our trip. Since then we’d been at sea for 6 nights and had settled into this boaty existence so well that we were a little reluctant to head to land.

Honestly I wasn’t expecting much… some tacky resort aging badly after its hey day in the late 80’s, overpriced beach wear, ridiculously expensive souvenirs and glitzy hotels.

I was wrong. Read the rest of this entry »

Sailing the Whitsundays (part 2)… and the camera overboard incident!

IMG_8104[1]Yesterday was a big wake up call. We’d raced between islands, covered vast amounts of water, sailed on very high seas for 3 and 4 hours at a time. We broke the day up by taking the dinghy to the dazzling beaches of Whitehaven, climbed to the top of the lookout, quickly checked out the national park and sped back to the place where we’d beached the dinghy. We needed to hurry if we were to reach our destination before our scheduled arrival time of 4 pm.  Then, with only minutes to spare before having to set sail again, disaster struck… Read the rest of this entry »

Sailing the Whitsundays (part 1)…and the amateurs attempt to become sailors!

IMG_8153[1]Our friends Skip and Lulu were in the middle of their trip around Australia. Lulu had booked a charter yacht and invited us to join them. We’d arranged to meet up in Port Douglas, far North Queensland, at the very top of the country.

After 10 days lolling about on the beach, exposing ourselves to far too much alcohol, food and sun my husband and I were collected by Lulu and Skip to begin the next part of our holiday. We squeezed into their dust covered 4 wheel drive…they’d come up, thousands of kilometres, through the dry red centre of the continent (hence the dust) and were loaded up with enough gear to last the entire trip (ditto the ‘squeeze’). By nine that morning we set off on the 700 km journey down the east coast of Australia to our next destination, Airlie Beach, where we would board our yacht. Read the rest of this entry »

Where did that 10 kilos come from and finally… the 40 day result (part 4)!

IMG_7760[1]The goal was to attempt to shed 10 kilo’s and get into a bikini for a holiday in 40 days time…and that was 39 days ago. Read the rest of this entry »

Lebanese Flatbread Crisps and an Easy Mezze Platter

IMG_7566[1]Last week I told you about the Middle Eastern feast and the Turkish butcher shop. This week I wanted to share with you the tricks behind putting together a very easy Mezze Platter. This requires a quick visit to Melbourne’s Arabic precinct and the The A1 Lebanese Bakery, Sydney Road, Brunswick, just a few doors up. Read the rest of this entry »

Lamb Stuffed with Turkish Adana and Rolled in Sumac

IMG_7570[1]What is Australia’s national dish? Many would say roast lamb. But things are changing! Read the rest of this entry »

Bush walks, baked pears and…’Breaking Bad’?

IMG_7294[1]Kristin and I have been friends since our daughters were babies. The girls attended the same crèche. Kristin and I would often share an evening meal after a hectic day at work. She’d ring and say “I’ll pick up a roast chicken, you pick up the girls” We’d eat together and discuss which of the dramas of the day almost sent us over the edge….

Zoom forward a million years later and our lives have taken very different paths. Read the rest of this entry »

Clare Valley and maybe the destination of my new heroine?

IMG_4285 I returned recently to South Australia to celebrate both my sister’s birthday and a belated mothers day with my mum. A trip to the Clare Valley would be my treat and a far better gift than chocolates or lavender-scented perfume.

The new book I’ve been going on about begins on a small island in the Chesapeake Bay, Virginia, on the East Coast of America. Eventually my heroine ends up in Australia and possibly stumbling across the mansion made famous in the iconic film ‘Picnic at Hanging Rock’. The stately pile, above, can be found just outside the historic town of Mintaro in the wine growing district of the Clare Valley in South Australia. Read the rest of this entry »

We found an abandoned resort.

Daintree2686Summer in Melbourne this year was almost non-existent. The thought of a long grey winter was depressing…or was it? To cheer things up my husband checked out ticket prices to Cairns, airfares were cheap, he clicked ‘buy’. A cold drab winter seemed so much more do-able knowing it would be broken by two weeks of warm tropical sunshine in far north Queensland. I got out the photo albums, curled up on the couch, pulled over the ruggy and started scrolling through pics of our holiday. And there it was, that strange place we’d found by chance last year, almost forgotten… Read the rest of this entry »

The city was pissing me off…

IMG_6646[1]Last Friday I’d woken up in one of those moods, an inexplicable melancholia I just couldn’t shake. A walk to the Victoria Markets, via Smith Street, buy food for the weekend…that should clear my head. Read the rest of this entry »