We woke to a world where it was hard to imagine that the D’Entrecasteaux Channel lay at the bottom of the hill, the fog was dense and cold! Messages from friends in Hobart about what a sparkling day it was there fell on deaf ears as we watched the Jerry intensify Despite, or perhaps in …
Dear Friends Where are my manners? It’s been a while between posts but we have been crazy busy here in the South! Time now to make up for it as we three are curled up by the fire while the wind howls outside and wild seas lash the coastline. Tasmania markets itself over winter with …
It is a truth universally acknowledged by the Dunking Southern Rights that this has been a cracker of a summer. After a slow start we have been blessed with warm days, sparkling seas and (mostly) gentle breezes. As we we segue into Autumn let’s hope this continues. I wrote that on 28 February the last …
Readers of this blog will know that a couple of weeks ago, in a foolhardy moment, I suggested to some of my Bruny mates that I would be up for a bit of cold water swimming. Pete, who avails himself of the joys of the ocean all year round took me up on my bravado …
It’s the time of the year when the spectre of the jolly fat man in the red suit is evoked with the sole purpose of reminding me that I have to be ‘good’ in order for him to stop by my basket (substitute human’s bed) on the 25th. I think that my American friend, Auntie …
Following publication of our last post a friend asked the very pertinent question, had we been for a swim? The answer is yes, though in the interests of accuracy ‘dip’ might be a more appropriate word. Marcus was the trendsetter on a particularly hot afternoon just before Christmas and Ruby and I were waiting for …
An Island Off an Island 