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Oh Pindan, my darling By Kristy Mills The number one rule for anyone travelling from Perth to Broome in a motor vehicle is:  Turn Left at Every Opportunity. Admittedly, it must be preceded by “Take the ‘Coastal’ Road. On a cold Perth morning we woke early, thought for two seconds and knew we’d be wa...

Last weekend I was lucky enough to be a part of something called a ‘road twip’. Admittedly, I organised it so it wasn’t exactly a random accident that I was there. Basically a bunch of us jumped in a bus and drove down to the South Coast, tweeting like mad things for the duration of the trip...

Love and Other U-Turns author Louisa Deasey gives us a behind-the-scenes glimpse into the road trip that inspired her brand new book about a ‘city girl, an unruly comedian, a love story and an amazing adventure’. 1. What is your favourite place in Australia and why? Anywhere you can leave your doo...

Running away to the Hunter Valley By Tammy Warner-Wilson Past Petersons Champagne House, down Broke Road and beyond Brokenwood wine cellar, is the oval at Hunter Valley Gardens. It is here that I find myself at 6.30am on a Sunday morning in July. I am surrounded by some of NSW’s finest wine country, but all...

The naked truth about nudist beaches

Posted on July 8, 2010 Tags:

I often get accused of being a hippie because I like rainbows and soy chai and Goddess cards. It’s for this reason that I always thought I would love going to a nudist beach. All that freedom and nature and sun-on-bare-skin – what’s not to like? Well, school boys and weird old English swinge...

Two Hands Wines Cellar Door, Barossa Valley

Posted on June 21, 2010

Is there anything better than a sunny day spent tasting wine at a cellar door in some peaceful corner of the countryside? I don’t think so. Lately I have had the very good fortune of doing a bit of this; leaning against a tasting bench, swishing and sniffing. Let’s just say that I am not the huma...

‘Red rum, red rum,’ I say to my travelling buddy Jamie as we pass a dimly lit conference centre. We are lurking around the grounds of La Trobe at Beechworth looking for McCarthy Cottage. Bare branches claw the leaden sky and elderly fir trees hunch together in the mist.  It’s cold and dark ...

Exodus of the city slickers By Greta Lackey Picture this … three weeks before a long weekend and you and a group of seven others decide to rent a holiday house outside of Sydney. You have the following requirements; a fireplace, a mountainous location, four bedrooms, a tennis court, as close as possible...

I love Brisbane

Posted on May 30, 2010 Tags: , , ,

Flying into this north-flung city, I had no strong feelings. I had always assumed that Brisbane would be an extension of the Gold Coast. More glitz, more high rise, more muggy nights spent drinking under neon. I was wrong. Brisbane offers up everything I hold dear in a whimsical, frontier setting. There a...

Perth perhaps by Maggie Videan

Posted on May 21, 2010 Tags: , ,

Perth perhaps? By Maggie Videan Depending on where you live, Perth is a decent old flight for us Easterners. It is five hours over and, with tail winds, about four hours back. So, ideally, you may want to spend more than a few days there or try and work in another Western Australian destination to make the ...