WEST COAST WILDERNESS RAILWAY PART FOUR – LUNCH AT RINADEENA (RAINDROP) So I left behind the remote mining village of Lynchford, for this lifetime at least. This is where the train tracks got steeper and became a railway incline, as part of the famous “rack and pinion” system. I had already been on the Read more about West Coast Wilderness Railway Part Four – Lunch At Rinadeena (Raindrop)[…]
It’s truly kicking in – World Cup Fever. The passion that I first had back in June 1986 is back. I was too young to remember the 1982 World Cup sadly. Which is a shame because Northern Ireland won the group, and beat host nation Spain. However by 1986, I was a big Norman Whiteside Read more about World Cup Fever in the Land Down Under: Australia, June 2010[…]
It’s sounds a bit silly if I say “I’ve always been interested in railways”, because I say that about so many things. But there is something inspiring about being onboard a train. There’s history, character, atmosphere, geography, music involved in train journeys. And Michael Palin has a series called “The World’s Great Train Journeys.” I Read more about Don River Railway[…]
It was a worry, and one that I didn’t foresee, stupidly. I had longed to do the Tasmanian Western Wilderness trip since I had arrived in the state. Last month, on a break from farming work I found the time to road trip it, all on my own. The plan was spontaneous and began Read more about Hellyer Gorge, Petrol Problems and Winding Roads[…]
Salamanca Market is a famous market in Hobart, Tasmania. I’m not sure why it’s called “Salamanca” market, possibly leant from a traditional style Spanish market, but these days there’s definitely nothing Spanish about this pretty little morning market in Tasmania’s capital. I could easily have spent 5 months in Tasmania without ever Read more about Visiting Salamanca Market, Hobart, Tasmania, Australia[…]
Ask me 12 years ago if I thought I’d be working as a broccoli harvester when I’m 30, and I would simply have laughed at you! But there I was, aged 30, working on farms in Northern Tasmania as a broccoli harvester. Loving it. I got into it totally by chance, but through my insistence Read more about Broccoli Fields Forever[…]
My second time in Hobart was three months after my first time. And I’ll be back again next week to watch the World Cup with a Northern Irish mate. It’s a city that has grown on me, or what I mean is I didn’t like it much at the start and now I do. I Read more about Brunswick Hotel, Victoria Tavern, Glentoran v Dundee United, Bushmills and The Charlatans[…]
Longford was another obscure unknown Tasmanian town that I ended up in somehow. I have heard of a football team in the Republic of Ireland called Longford Town. I hadn’t heard of Longford in Tasmania. That was until the end of March 2010 when my manager at work, Rebecca Gaby told me that there Read more about Not Long In Longford[…]