June 2009

Are you Captain Van-tastic?

June 20, 2009

I woke sometime in the early hours, laid flat on my back in the cool, damp air of TrailofAnts Towers (a tent in mid-west Australia). Four strangers appeared to be sat cross-legged at the foot of my bed, though Reb was completely unaware, softly twitching at her dreams. A well-presented woman slid me a black [...]

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Showdown

June 15, 2009

Her eyes look cold, like a pair of dried up wishing wells. Her face and torso swollen, reducing the stalk of her neck to a blunt junction. Deep black hair, yanked back to reveal the delta of a clammy forehead, from which the bridge of her nose leads down between puffy cheeks and a stern [...]

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Red or Dead

June 11, 2009

A blister; I think it looks like a blister. A sunburned baldie! I reckon that’s what it is. A jelly draped in dust? Wibble wobble. A rusty fist punching the blackened sky. So poetic! A bolt, tying down the crust of earth? Just imagine! A giant baked bean. We just need some toast and butter [...]

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Fibreglass Sheep

June 7, 2009

Left a bit, left a bit. This t-junction? No. Down a bit. A bit more. This old gold-rush town? Warmer! Down a bit. These big round, red rocks? Getting warmer. Down a bit more. Hmmm. Ah! The little green aliens – that’s it, right? No. Warmer though. Alice Springs – yeah? Nope. What! Left a [...]

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Highway to Hell

June 1, 2009

[Editors Note: In an unprecedented grovel I'm beginning this post with an apology to all those who believed me abducted or absconded! The Outback of Australia turned out to be the most impossible region to achieve any internet time - not least because Reb and I are too tight to pay the $30 to stay [...]

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