The Cornelian Bay boatsheds are something of a local landmark for Hobart people. Here is a brief photo essay… — TAKE A WALK along the foot track that links Cornelian Bay to Hobart CBD and you pass by the row of colourful boatsheds projecting from the shoreline out over the water. Cornelian is a minor bay on the muddy brown Derwent River in Hobart, Tasmania. There is a restaurant/cafe in…

I look up and out the window to where the sun beats down. It is one of those humid, mid-summer Sydney days when on walking out of your air conditioned office onto the street you are met with a blast of hot air. …

IT IS WITH SADNESS that I and many others say farewell to Ross Mars. Ross was widely known and respected among permaculture practitioners. An expert in environmental science, water systems and the permaculture design system, Ross authored several books on permaculture. Ross also taught permaculture and was a familiar face…

The summer of ’69… It is summer. We are young and the world seems open and full of possibilities. She is eighteen. Her voice still carries a hint of the innocence of her girlhood. Her long, dark brown hair hangs loose, her eyes big and brown, her voice soft and never raised in anger…

Looking back at technology — A FEW YEARS back my partner and I decided to catch the lake boat from Cynthia Bay to Echo Point hut on Tasmania’s Lake St Clair. …

OUCH! That was the ten year old as she brushed up against one of the spiky acacias beside the track. Like the bracken that lines the track, the acacias are at her head height. She doesn’t like it but she makes no complaint and pushes on. …

IT was a mystery. Who built this?And when? We had ascended along the North-South Track and now we stood by the crumbled stone wall of an old mountain hut at the intersection with the Old Hobartians Track. Was it one of those built in the early years of the Twentieth…

In a letter to adventure equipment company, Patagonia, I have a word or two to say about one of their products. — Dear Patagonia… It’s probably not news to you that when you set out on the road in a minivan for nine or so months you can’t take much of anything with you, including clothes. This makes it a challenge to pack a set of clothing that will take you through winter…

WE WENT TO BED under the clear cold sky of a late-winter Tasmanian night. We awoke to a fog-shrouded morning in which the ground blended into the sky in an undifferentiated greyness. It was around eleven when we called it quits after one of Yvonne’s sumptuous dinners, a bottle of…