
First trip overseas by yourself, under your own power and freedom.
I’m so proud of the man you’ve become.
Dad


First trip overseas by yourself, under your own power and freedom.
I’m so proud of the man you’ve become.
Dad

I like this one. It speaks to how we prep our kids and how we are just their guide and launch point into the future.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Khalil Gibran

I camped out in Menang Country (Albany) over the weekend, a little bit of doing nothing. Almost. I find it so hard to just do nothing and yet it’s so often what we need to do the most.
The slowing down, appreciating a hot cuppa and what’s in front of me has become a real pleasure. To just stop and observe.
More and more along the coasts of WA I see visitors turn up, take a few snaps, hop back in the car and leave. Many don’t even get out of the car. Get out of the car 😌 you see so much more! Another travel hack I’ve learnt is the return journey, you pretty much always see something new when you’re backtracking and looking at the same location but from the reverse angle.
All day and night, the sound of the crashing waves. It’s a special kind of thing to go to sleep listening to the ocean. Each morning stepping out onto the beach with a coffee and brekky, it has to be one of my favourite things in this world.
Fresh fish each night, also has to be one of the awesome things about Australia. We can still catch clean, fresh fish right off most beaches.
The coastline in this area is wild, dangerous wild. You need to take extra care and avoid anything risky. The coastal rocks are huge, slippery and rogue waves are very common. Swells surge differently with each wave and you can easily be caught or get washed off so don’t take any risks, especially with kids.
A few days away is a good amount of time I’ve found, to reset and recharge. This time I took a long weekend, but I think four days is probably a better length. Depending on how far you travel, it takes a day to unwind. For me, Menang Country is a five hour road trip away. It’s beautiful on the way so an easy drive.
Menang Country is hilly near the coast, surrounded by huge granite clusters. A bit like Esperance and the rest of the southern coast.
Inland rivers wind down out into the ocean, lined with paperbarks and stained brown by that Australian bush tannin.
If you wait a while near some of the river bends, you’ll likely spot the yoondoordoo or osprey floating across thermals looking for fish. They pair for life, returning to the same nest each year but migrate away separately for part of the year. Their nests are usually close to the river bank in the tallest eucalypt tree you can find.
Yoondoordoo hunt by diving on fish from above, often completely submerging. Their feathers repel the water and after returning to the air, you can see them pause a moment and shake it all off. It’s pretty cute.
The bush is a lot more prickly. Lots of acacia and others that have adapted to the salty wind. Be mindful for when you go hiking. There’s plenty of old balga / grass trees and even the bullanock (kingia australis). It’s August / Djilba and the flowers are starting to show themselves.
I spent some time fishing, hanging out with the local quenda’s and exploring the coastline. What a stun place, we are so fortunate.
Here’s a little of Menang Country through my eyes:




































Each year the tour takes over my month of July evenings. I started watching it years ago when Phil Liggett and Paul Sherwen were the commentators for SBS Australia.
The tour is a marketing exercise as much as a sports race. The country of France combines funds with neighbours to promote the summer, food and wine, chateau’s and beautiful countryside that is France and the surrounds.
I loved learning about the chateau’s and their history from a couple of experts who also happened to love food and wine and yapped about their eating experiences as they travelled the tour course.
For years I tried to figure out what it was that didn’t sit right with me about the current set of commentators. And eventually I figured it out. It’s not fun. Phil and Paul were fun, they were silly. They not only loved everything about the tour and what they did, but they were just having fun and joking around having a laugh while they yapped.
Accuracy about numbers, competitor stats and other thing are important. But when you’re just having fun, it shines through. I hope Matthew and the current team eventually make it a little more fun. Adding Caleb has been a great change, we like people who do real talk.
Great things about the tour are: how close spectators can still get to the competitors, the endurance, location, massive reliance on data and evolving tech, connection to country, food and culture.
For now I really enjoy having the race on while I sketch away or write. It’s become a regular in July evenings, although it maybe on mute 🙉
The French summer looks so inviting and I’ll get there one day to explore the region, maybe at a slower pace tho 😂🥾














Let me rest
Let me rest in you, just for a moment
A moment of quiet
A moment of no thinking, just being
Let me rest
On your shoulder
On your shoulder, like a listing snowflake
Let me rest my soul
No moving, just resting
On your shoulder
Let’s breathe
Let’s breathe, in soul time
Can I share the calm with you
No sighing, huffing or tears leaking
Let’s breathe in calm, first you then me
Let’s breathe