Last week I presented an eBook about touring Tasmania on a motorcycle.
This week I thought I’d share another eBook, this time a little closer to where I live.
Well, it’s about 2-1/2 hours ride from me, but I consider it part of my backyard because I can easily do a return trip in a day.
I’ve been harping on about Tasmania quite a bit over the last 12 months or so, and rightly so too, it’s a great place to visit and explore.
Especially if you’re on a motorcycle.
I don’t often post quotes or sayings, but this one struck a chord with me.
F♯ I think it was…
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You might have gleaned from my posts that I don’t give too much away about myself. Strewth*, it took me 2-1/2 years after starting this blog to fess up to my name!
On March 15, 2014, just a couple of suburbs away from where I live, a bloke by the name of Darryl White saw the results of many hours of hard work and determination come to fruition.
It’d been a tough day and Bluey knew it: She always knows.
She’s one of my best friends: Never offering an opinion or taking sides; she just listens patiently while humming her soothing one note song.
I forget sometimes that many of you aren’t from ’round these ‘ere parts, and the Australian vernacular can be totally lost on you.
We do speak English in Australia, really we do.
The sun filtered though the trees warming the brisk morning air as The Pillion and I followed the black ribbon that was Mt Nebo Road. No one ahead of us, nor behind, and only the beat of the engine beneath us breaking the silence.
It was one of those surreal moments in time, when everything just flowed.