The history of Sarah Island is brutal. Its residents had another description. Hell on Earth.
Autumn in Tasmania is all kinds of beautiful, and the setting for a spectacle you won’t find anywhere else.
I wasn’t lost. Not in the way I could be in mountains and trails like these. But I had no idea where I was or where I was going.
It’s about 2.30pm on a Monday afternoon and Hosier Lane, a graffitied alley off Melbourne’s Flinders Street, is alive.
At the end of my second day on the Overland Track I wrote in my notebook: “It’s the littlest moments that make this so amazing.”
The lavender fields at Bridestowe Estate are a stunning sight. But they aren’t the biggest attraction here.
I spent six weeks driving through some of the most remote parts of Queensland and loved every second of it – almost.