
Vanishing Points
Nothing beside remains. Round the decayof that colossal wreck, boundless and barethe lone and level sands stretch far away… – … Continue reading Vanishing Points
Nothing beside remains. Round the decayof that colossal wreck, boundless and barethe lone and level sands stretch far away… – … Continue reading Vanishing Points
I live and breathe the silences and dust where no man reigns… – Cold Chisel, Wild … Continue reading Ghosts of Cooper Creek
Wandering among the graves, I am struck by the thought that it was from quiet country parishes like this that many of New Zealand’s early settlers came from and that maybe, just maybe, one of my own ancestors may have once walked in this very place. Continue reading Fifty Shades of Green
Hong Kong has a secret alter ego. Beyond Stanley – a trendy seaside suburb on a peninsula suspended from the … Continue reading A WALK ACROSS THE ROOFTOPS
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
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
Maps are fascinating. Their intricate detail and their arcane symbols always seem to whisper “come and find out.” Continue reading Maps
Here endless trickles count what comes to be and grain by grain the runnels decimate Eternity. … Continue reading Time in the Flinders Ranges
Hello, and welcome to my blog: TravelWriterLife. For the next six years my other blog, CurseOfTheTraveller, will be dedicated to … Continue reading Welcome to TravelWriterLife