Trail of Ants

Listen up, friend. There’s an island whose freedom was stolen and hidden in caches along its bays. A place where animals line the roads in a final salute to Man. On the island, tribes gather around its rivers and mountains gather around its tribes. There are secrets that are whispered only in the valleys and there are truths that are only known in towns. My friend, the island is teeming in treasure of a thousand kinds and I’m here to let you in on the secret. The island, is called Tasmania. ‘Transylvania? Then the island must be full of vampires!’ No, you misheard – Tasmania. ‘Tanzania? That’s in Africa mate, it’s full of malaria!’ No! Listen, Tas-ma-ni-a. ‘TASMANIA! You rotten sod, that’s where the devil lives – you had me going there!’ Continue reading ‘Island Secrets’