Journey to the Centre of Australia
You can feel the distance.
It carries a weight that’s heavier than anything. Continue reading Journey to the Centre of Australia
You can feel the distance.
It carries a weight that’s heavier than anything. Continue reading Journey to the Centre of Australia
Nothing beside remains. Round the decayof that colossal wreck, boundless and barethe lone and level sands stretch far away… – … Continue reading Vanishing Points
I no longer feel as though I am walking on the moon; I am back on the good Earth. Continue reading Walking on the Moon
I live and breathe the silences and dust where no man reigns… – Cold Chisel, Wild … Continue reading Ghosts of Cooper Creek
Out here nothing changes, not in a hurry anyway. You feel the endlessness, running on the light of day… … Continue reading Wide Awake in Dreamland
Here endless trickles count what comes to be and grain by grain the runnels decimate Eternity. – … Continue reading Time in the Flinders Ranges