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Summer 2025: Day by Day

June 27: From Port to Shining Port

Wildlife, Port, Silo Art Kathleen Terner 6/27/25 Wildlife, Port, Silo Art Kathleen Terner 6/27/25

June 27: From Port to Shining Port

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When the staff at Barkly Homestead reached out to me a few days ago to tell me they were having a problem with flying foxes and would be sounding loud sirens starting at 5:30am the morning I stayed there to repel the creatures, it didn’t sound

I wasn’t sure what to expect out of the Daly Waters Pub. Having misread it on my map and thinking it was “Daily Waters,” I wondered if there was a Christian connection tied to the concept of daily bread. If the slew of discarded bra

Arriving in Darwin two days ago felt rather poignant as Adventure Baby and I are now a little more than halfway around our lap of Australia in terms of miles. We’ve braved strong crosswinds, driving rain, intense heat, wildfires, long stretches

I’m not sure what was more thrilling – hearing the loud snapping sound of a crocodile’s powerful jaws closing on a chicken carcass, swimming in two potentially crocodile infested swimming holes, or hand feeding corned beef to what m

I woke up this morning at the Victoria River Roadhouse to the sound of wild parrots squawking in the trees over my room. It turns out this was just the beginning of a magical morning for Adventure Baby and me.
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Biting into the cold, crispy red wedge of watermelon in my Warmun Roadhouse room last night, I felt like I had won the jackpot. Ensconced in my cool air-conditioned room with plenty of snacks and a hot meal waiting from the roadhouse diner, it was th

As I jostled back and forth in my padded blue seat six feet off the ground, watching Enoch’s furry ears flickering in the twilight and his wide round feet plodding through the damp sand while the sun drew closer to the ocean beside me, my breat

Blue and white pops of color seem to stand out everywhere in the remarkable city of Broome. Known for its light sandy beaches and turquoise waters, this oceanside town provides one tantalizing photo opportunity after another. After a delightful two d

I didn’t think I’d be getting on the back of a Harley with a handsome man anytime soon. But when scrolling for activities in Broome, my eye caught on a trike tour offered by a local promising pillion riders a scenic and historical excursi

Pulling into the Sandfire Roadhouse after almost six grueling hours in strong crosswinds last night, I reflected on how much my travel priorities have changed over the last several years. Although much of the rustic, isolated outpost several hours we