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Esperance to Ceduna 

I’m slowly making my way back towards my homelands.  I spent a week or so in Esperance, it’s such a beautiful place. 

Having run into the devastation caused by the recent flooding in Western Australia, it was quite an adventure to get there.  I had to detour several hundred kilometres through the desert on dirt roads.  This was good though, as I usually stick to the tar, so it was something different. 

I was disappointed when I finally arrived though, to see those damn ‘free campers not welcome’ signs on the way into town.  It happens from time to time, mostly in the really touristy places.  It really is counterproductive to the town, as a ‘no free camping policy’ just tends to see my kind just drive on through.  If we’re welcome, we’ll stay and spend money in the town, not on the damn caravan parks.  I take umbrage at having to pay for a bit of ground and will avoid it at all costs, and I managed to do this in Esperance as well.  

But aside from this inconvenience, I really enjoyed spending some time here and making the most of the most beautiful beaches I’ve come across in my travels. 

Leo had a great time on the off leash dog beach.  He ran a muck! But damn, did he have fun.  The above picture is the naughtiest dog on West Beach, quite proud of himself.  
After we had soaked up the sun, sand and surf of Esperance, it was time to move on back up to Norseman and onto the Nullabor. My first crossing was an adventure and I looked forward to it.  This time though, I was kinda dreading that long, straight, lonely and endless stretch of highway.  

It wasn’t so bad though.  I had my gps set from Norseman to Ceduna and it was good to see the kilometers dropping down as I drove.  I did it pretty quick this time, only spending three nights out there.  

We had the necessary roadhouse stops to shower and refuel and I stopped for another look at the gorgeous views of the Bite. 

I even found this memorial for a man and his dog. 

The above is my feet, not fifteen minutes after I’d had a shower and scrubbed the Nullabor dust from them.  It was after this I gave up and decided to embrace my dirty feet.  I’ve grown to like having dirty feet.  I look at them and know the day has been well spent. Dirty feet are a product of adventure, of walking the earth, gaining experiences and actually living life.  I had clean feet for much too long.  Seems the dirtier my feet, the happier I am.  

I’m currently camped just outside of Ceduna, South Australia, having made my second successful journey across the Nullabor.  We’re still riding the Eyre Highway, but will soon reach its end.  This is one highway I’ll never forget, though they all hold a special place in my heart, once I’ve lived, breathed and rode the length of them.  Not my first love affair with a highway and it won’t be my last.  

This trip has been very expensive and crossing the Nullabor has left me broke for the week.  You wouldn’t believe the fuel prices out there, especially on the W.A side.  It downright hurts at times! But all good, we just get to make camp for the week.  I want to have a better look around Ceduna over the weekend and then we’ll look for a nearby campground to spend the week.  It’s a good chance to get a bit of maintenance work and simple repairs done on my car and van and I’ve already fixed a few little problems.  But on the whole, everything is running fairly well.  

Till next time, safe travels.  

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Riverlands and Outback NSW

I’m making good progress on my epic journey to Western Australia.  Today has been a long day of driving.  I was making for a campground tonight, but with only 30km to go, I just could not drive any further and found a handy gravel pit to park up in for the night.  

I crossed two borders today.  I cut through the north west corner of Victoria and then on into South Australia.  

The Riverlands are quite beautiful, there is so much water down here.  It’s been nice to follow the Murray River for a ways.  

I’ve still got a long way to go and the Nullabor is ahead of me, I’m looking forward to that.  The Great Australian Bite is also a highlight I’ll be very happy to see.  

I enjoyed passing through the bottom of the New South Wales outback.  I fell in love with the outback when I went out to Lightning Ridge and on into the depths of NSW and a little of Queensland.  There’s something very healing about the desert.   

I’m definitely keen to see more of it.  

I’ve been following the Sturt Highway for several days, only turning off from it this afternoon.  I tend to get quite attached to a highway when I ride it for any length of time.  Different highways have different characters and it can be almost like leaving an old friend when you turn off of them, or they come to an end. 

I became very attached to the Great Ocean Road when I drove it.  I’d wanted to drive that road since my teenage years and the day I finally drove onto it was quite emotional for me.  I had a great time on that road and it was my initiation into the gypsy life.  I was quite sad when it came to an end.  There have been a lot of highways since then, but I’ll always have a special place in my heart for the Great Ocean Road and the lessons it taught me.  

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On The Road Again

After spending a week with my daughter and son-in-law, camping in their backyard, I’m now back out on the road.  I’ve had time to recoup, stock up on supplies and make some repairs to my setup, but it’s always good to hit the asphalt again.  

This trip is a big adventure, even for me.  From Young, NSW to Perth in Western Australia. 

3602km. That will take me through the Nullabor, the longest straight stretch of road in Australia, possibly the world.  My route through the Nullabor runs for 1199km of desert.  It will also take me past the Great Australian Bite.  So stay tuned for some spectacular photography to come.  

My first day back out on the roads has been a good one.  Not far into my journey, I came across a brother riding his thumb on the side of the road.  Yes, I pick up hitchhikers, and have met some of the most interesting and inspiring people in this way.  Today’s ride was no exception. 

This is Keith, a self proclaimed ‘old hippie’. He is 68 and rides his thumb around the country.  He is a free spirit and an artist.  

His turn off was only a couple of km’s further up the road, but when he told me he’d waited five hours for this ride, in the heat too, I decided to do a good deed and take him to his next destination.  It was a 120km detour for me, but meh, what’s that compared to the many miles I have ahead of me! I really enjoyed his company to, so it was a good deal.  

But this is why I gave up on making travel plans after my first ever trip, driving the Great Ocean Road.  Stuff happens, people and attractions pop up.  I prefer to just let the road take me where and when it will.  I find being spontaneous opens the way for a lot more adventure and some pretty amazing finds along the way. 

Tonight sees me camped in the tiny little town of Weethalle.  Not much here, but the locals are very friendly and the stars are so bright and clear. 

But tomorrow, onwards and westwards we go.  

Happy trails. 

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Finding Freedom

It’s been a while since I’ve posted. 

A lot has changed for me in that time.  

I’ve left my home and all that I’ve known for over fifteen years, for a life on the road. 

I have my car, my van and the few belongings I can carry.  

I’ve always wanted to do this, for as long as I can remember. To travel, to live simply, to explore far away places and to keep moving. So here I am.  

I’ve done a few trips leading up to this, which gave me some experience. But living like this full time is different from knowing you have a home to go back to. Now, my home comes with me, home is wherever I am.  

I’ve already found I get asked where I’m from a lot, and no one is ever satisfied with the answer of ‘anywhere and everywhere ‘. Being this transient is hard to grasp for the majority of people.  

I went to Melbourne for a few days to visit my best friend and found the city drives me crazy.  The traffic and fast pace of city life is just too overwhelming for me now.  I love the peace of the country.  I left the city craving the peace and solitude of the bush.  

Today I came to a quiet little campground beside a river.  Apart from the bees and cicadas, I have the place to myself.  Hot, sweaty and craving a shower, I went down to the river, stripped naked and bathed in the cool fresh waters.  I washed my dreads and just floated awhile.  Reveling in having this moment to myself.  

The river spoke to me, and here I found my direction , why I am doing this.  I choose this life of freedom, of no anchor, to learn to be at peace with myself.  To find contentment in my own company, to enjoy being alone.  Also, to become closer to the earth, to nature. To become less and less reliant on civilization and to know I can survive, even thrive, outside the constraints of everyday society. I’m not looking for something outside myself, I’m finding myself both out here and within. 

So now I wander, no fixed home, no fixed address. I’m full of goodbyes and not only do I learn to let go, I must.  I put my faith in the road and what lays beyond the next bend.  I open myself to adventure and all that comes my way.  

 

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Somebody To Love

Grace Slick is an extraordinary woman. As a big fan of Grace and 60’s era Jefferson Airplane,  I really enjoyed this book. Although not a brilliant wordsmith, Grace’s ‘don’t hold back’ style of storytelling more than made up for it, along with her wild tales from the Summer of Love. Not many women can say they played Woodstock and slept with Jim Morrison.  A good read and a must for fans of Grace Slick and Jefferson Airplane.

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