This country is MASSIVE. Truly huge. We left Cairns on Monday morning after hooking up with Stu and getting blasted - great to see the fella - and took a smidgeon of a detour to raft the rapids of the Tully River which travels down from a power plant through the rainforest. Spent the whole day laughing nervously like drains and getting drenched and leaping down 5 foot drops in the water and crashing into rocks and generally trying to keep our soaked lil...

Quick physics lesson. The deeper you go under water, the stronger the pressure of the weight of the water above and around you becomes. This in turn causes your internal organs to slightly shrink in size, especially the lungs. Pretty simple really - how hard can diving be?Trundled into Cairns on Monday and set Lily up in a site just out of town. It's a sprawling city, loads of industrial estate nonsense surrounding a centre that looks a bit like Nor...

Paradise. Found it. Wasn't down the back of the settee, or in the glove compartment, or in the cupboard under the stairs, but about 20 kms off the coast of Queensland. It's the Whitsunday Islands. After a long drive from the farm, buoyant with newly acquired cowboy skills, we rolled into Airlie Beach on Wednesday. Couple of brewskis then on Thursday morn boarded Providence IV, a gaff-rigged Gloucester Schooner sailing ve...

Alright all? Been about a week since the last update so tons of wicked stuff to tell you. Ready? Haven't got long. Nimbin. Pot capital of Australia, throwback hippy town stuck in the summer of love. Lunch. Done. Ipswich. Rubbish. Coffee. One hour. Sunnier than our one. Surfers Paradise. Neither as far as I could see. Sunny. Brisbane. Hammered. Met Abi's cousin and mates. Good pubs. Walking around naked in the foyer. A sunny. Fraser Islan...

Has anyone who's reading this tried kitesurfing? I thought it was going to be pretty straightforward - stand on the board, let the kite take the strain, lean back and away you go. No. Anyway, we picked Fuzz up en route to Byron Bay, and have just spent a drunken 3 nights (well, the first one was a hoon, falling off tables, B52s etc, then we were knackered and took it easy. Rock n roll is alive and kicking!) listening to the sea by the campsite. The novelty ...