
THE SHEPHERD YEARS
I was young and free and alone in a mountain world… At Dog Kennel Corner, where Burke’s Pass opens onto … Continue reading THE SHEPHERD YEARS
I was young and free and alone in a mountain world… At Dog Kennel Corner, where Burke’s Pass opens onto … Continue reading THE SHEPHERD YEARS
You’re in by Karumba,Where the fishing boats come in;I can’t believe this feeling,But I wish that I was there,Every passing … Continue reading UNDER THE SUN
The river stretches a braided thread of silver along the valley floor. Morning in the High Country. On a hillside … Continue reading SHADOWS ON THE HILL
(This story, written in 1993, was my first attempt at travel writing. It was written on a small portable typewriter … Continue reading A BEND IN THE RIVER
The inlets and coves, slotted into the coastline like notches on a sailor’s knife handle… I was jumped on by … Continue reading Moonlight Encounter
Caught up in another dream,
drifting on a blue ocean…
– Gerry Rafferty, The Right Moment Continue reading The Right Moment
You can feel the distance.
It carries a weight that’s heavier than anything. Continue reading Journey to the Centre of Australia
It was only the rainforest moon, hanging like a beacon in the eastern sky… Continue reading Into The West
And then I thought, “Well fuck this”… Continue reading Sgt. Dan the Creamota Man
My great-grandfather, Charles Robert Blakiston, came to New Zealand in 1860, having first tried his luck in the Australian goldfields. … Continue reading The House of Blakiston