The bloke who had set up his camera tripod next to his caravan reckoned we might as well have been camping on Mars. The red, arid, rocky, windswept landscape bore more than a passing resemblance to the third rock from the sun.
He’s a charismatic barman, musician and martial arts referee. But he also played a key role creating one of the AFL’s greatest dynasties of the modern era.
Over the past two decades a dedicated couple at Coward Springs has gradually created an oasis in the desert, with a spa bath that no glamping enterprise can compete with.
The logical stopping point on the first night of a trip to the Far North of South Australia is Coober Pedy, a nine-hour drive from Adelaide. It’s hard to go past the Mud Hut Motel.
We hitched up the camper trailer and made the journey down the Princes Highway, past the Coorong, past the giant lobster at Kingston and lobbed at the Robe Discovery Holiday Park.
There to meet us as we drove down the gravel entrance into stunning Bellwether Wines were two Scottish Highland cows, their three calves and a grey donkey.
Sitting in front of a warming cast iron wood heater at Western’s View holiday house after a long day taking in the wild winter scenery of Kangaroo Island is a bewitching pleasure.
Growing up in North-West Tasmania, the River Murray was a concept I had trouble wrapping my head around. I had to see it for myself so headed to Loxton.
Deputy Premier Vickie Chapman is a sixth-generation Kangaroo Islander, but is she too close to have the final call on a controversial new deep sea wharf?
The debate around timber plantations on Kangaroo Island is set to ramp up again, after revelations about the high volume of truck traffic planned for the island’s largest town.
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