That’s the message from the wildlife rangers on Fraser Island. Running on the beach triggers the chasing instinct in dingoes, (that’s the chase, hunt down, and eat, instinct) and you’d be surprised just how often you find you need to run on the beach when you aren’t supposed to.
Weirdly, the tiles on the bathroom floor are still intact.
These two seem to whisper, “Yes“.
Why? Because when I go to another country, I need to see if the chickens look the same.
Mr Redshirt is not buying it.
That it’s part of a really, really, tricky slalom course for canoes.
It’s (ahem) … art.
Because a glorious lake setting at Noosa needs a red thing – oh, pardon, a “Reflective Temple”, to improve it.
Leaving somewhere full of memories and starting again hurts. But it makes room for new chapters of your life. New adventures. Heigh-ho!