MTB in Tasmania

It’s one year since we arrived in Tasmania for a MTB holiday in Delvy, and we haven’t left. Have you ever gone to a place for a holiday and ended up staying there? Not just for an extended stay, but permanently? That’s exactly what we’ve done. After living the nomadic lifestyle (living the dream some like to call it) for six years on boats and in our motorhome, being in the one spot for more than a couple of weeks felt a bit strange for a while. But, having survived a southern winter, we have bought a house and have settled into regular jobs. Who would have thought!

Our two month MTB holiday in Tasmania saw us exploring new trails and revisiting familiar places.
Here we are on the shore of Macquarie Harbour, Strahan, same campsite as 2008.
Somethings just don't change.

MTB road trip around NSW

In March last year we went on a Delvy adventure from Brisbane to NSW to see family and friends, and to enjoy as many MTB trails as we could find along the way. Taking the inland route to try and escape the heat, we got more than we bargained for.

The hot, dry, summer landscape of the Upper Hunter

Yacht delivery on the East Coast of Australia

Tropical North Queensland MTB fun

Relaxing back on the farm, we’re enjoying the peace and quiet after a full dance card Delvy trip to the Atherton Tablelands to ride the region’s mountain bike (MTB) trails. A bonus was catching up with friends and exploring new places along the way.

An MTB Delvy adventure to Tropical North Queensland

Summer sail to Tasmania

The boat is still and silent. The sailing adventure is over. At times over the last week this was the moment I looked toward. Now that it’s here, I question why. The sea has a conflicting magnetism: when you’re on water you look to be on land; and when you’re on land you once again wish for the solitude of sea life.

Passing Isle du Golfe, on the way to Port Davey and the South West Wilderness.

Delvy reunion

After six months of being locked in Fortress Queensland, we were looking forward to a reunion with Delvy, and with my mum. It was convenient that they were both in the same place. 

A return to NSW at last. Thanks Mum for looking after our second home.

Bass Strait crossing

I often have to pinch myself. My life has many extraordinary moments. It takes awhile to come back down to earth and I ask myself, “Did that really happen?”

No sight of land for 36 hours