Category: travel
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Source to Sea: tracking the Snowy River from Kosciuszko to Marlo
Australia’s Snowy River springs from the alpine snowmelt on Mt Kosciuszko, carving a 352-kilometre route through gorges, plains and forests before meeting Bass Strait at Marlo, Victoria. Our multi-day journey followed this legendary waterway, tracing its heartbeat. From Gippsland dairy flats to Kosciuszko’s rocky headwaters, every bend revealed a version of the Snowy, wild and
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Southern tracks: Slow journeys through Sri Lanka’s hill country and Colombo 2/2
Rattly train to Nuwara Eliya Leaving the faded colonial robes of the Queen’s Hotel behind, we made our way on foot through Kandy’s early-morning bustle to the train station. Distances in Sri Lanka can be deceiving; on the map, towns appear close, but the reality is otherwise. Of all transport options, trains set the gold
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Travels in Sri Lanka, Negombo, Anuradhapura, Sigiriya, and Kandy 1/2
Sri Lanka sits off the southern tip of the Indian subcontinent, an island marked by natural beauty and cavernous complexity. Its story is tangled with colonial exploits—first by the Portuguese, followed by the Dutch, and then the British, whose influence still permeates the island’s railways, legal systems, and architecture. After independence in 1948, Sri Lanka’s
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Dark Mofo: Finding Light in Hobart’s Winter
Every year, in the depth of winter, Hobart shrugs off its sleepy charm and embraces a darker, more primal energy. This is Dark Mofo, the Museum of Old and New Art’s (MONA) annual winter festival, a phenomenon that has become a pilgrimage for those seeking art, music, and ritual in the longest nights of the
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Hiking Mt Feathertop via Razorback
There’s something about a trip in a car that’s seen more kilometres than a one-way trip to the moon. Mark’s battered Subaru, with its bouncy suspension and a boot full of hiking gear, was our auto from Fitzroy to the high country for the ANZAC Day long weekend. Five hours of winding highways, coffee stops,
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Easter on two wheels: A ride through Victoria’s Autumn highlands
The Easter long weekend stretched out ahead, four days that felt like a rare gift. I decided to make the most of it, setting out from Fitzroy on Good Friday with my motorbike pointed east towards Bruthen in Gippsland. The city was emptying fast; Highway 1 was thick with people eager to escape. It’s a