May 1 was the fifth anniversary of my life on the road, a journey that has delivered many highlights and a few major frustrations, and helped me embrace a simpler lifestyle.
On May 8 I turned 70, celebrating a longer journey full of adventure and chaos.
It was also a time for reflection and this Journal of Discovery is going to be the vehicle.
When I first hit the road in 2009 I started a blog, now defunct, that attempted to chronicle my travels. It had its moments, but soon became a nagging millstone as I slowly realised this journey was not one of recording day-to-day miscellany but of discovery, and a time to remember and celebrate a lifetime of adventure around the world.
A time to delve into my photographic archives (especially the 90,000 colour slides sitting in filing cabinets at a friend's house in Hobart), and a time to sift through the countless thousands of words written for newspapers, magazines and my books, and find the odd gem worth sharing.
This journal of discovery, and rediscovery, promises to be an eclectic journey. Welcome aboard.
An Eastern Great Egret comes ashore between a tree revered by the local Aboriginals and a large branch chainsawed by a camper looking for firewood. Unfortunately, witnesses could not alert him in time to stop the sacrilege.