Do nomads come in other colours?
You could call this a bio. Or not.
How does someone transition from a fit, healthy and career-driven single mother who works out six days a week to, well, a nomad.
Well, for a start I’m ginger, so don’t fit the mould of the middle-aged granny with short fierce hair. And I climb trees. But I can’t crochet. However with another bub in the mix, the knitting needles got a workout over the winter months as Gary the Giraffe materialised before my eyes.
And here’s a tip. Don’t ever knit a giraffe. Pick something easy, like a sloth.
I’ve always had a lust for all things new and shiny, and spent more than a few dollars on travelling and exploring. In Straya and elsewhere. My thirst for discovery is insatiable. But you ask, why do it alone? And with a cat. That’s a story that will unravel on the road.
So… writing, discovering, logging and creating geocaches, weathering the whims of the Aussie climate, meeting folks on the road and snapping pics, that will work for me. And getting stuck in mud and on sandbanks, seems that’s also a thing. Dramatising? Hell, yeah. I now own a snatch strap and carry a fold-up spade.
Not even going to pretend the sunshine is always going to follow me. Either physically or metaphorically. But I’d really like it if you Followed Me.
A few of my fave quotes
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do, so throw off the bowlines, sail away from safe harbor, catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore, Dream, Discover.”Mark Twain
“Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone. Kindness in another’s trouble, Courage in your own.”Adam Lindsay Gordon
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”Oscar Wilde
“He who looks outside, dreams; he who looks inside, awakes.”Carl Gustav Jung
“Anything can happen if you let it.”Mary Poppins
“Out of your vulnerabilities will come your strength.”Sigmund Freud