
Out the back with Jack…
The stories behind the images…
Travel tales and adventures out & about with Jack

Heading home…
When you’ve been away for a while, whether its for a couple of days or a couple of weeks, or if you’re really lucky maybe a month or two.. and you’ve had an amazing time, the lasts become more... noticeable.
You’re more aware and more, maybe present I guess.
On the last day you either pack as much last minute ‘holidaying’ in, or have a slow, relaxing day; either way you’re soaking up the last aspects of your holiday experience.

Heading out…
‘C’mon kid, let’s roll. Its time to cut a track and hit the open road’, cried Jack, ‘hook on and lets go!’
Who do you think you’re calling a kid, buddy? I’ve got a couple of years on you, so just settle down, straighten up so I can hook on behind you and we can get outta here’ replied Jilly.
The yellow bag…
There it lay, on the dirty, rocky and corrugated road, a huge cloud of dust smothering it as the filthy air slowly settled onto and around the yellow bin bag, still carrying its precious cargo.
Where am I, the bag wondered, why am I here? Where’s my yellow Jeep and why has it left me behind?
“I hope they come back for me”, it thought to itself.

The beach…
Wandering out to the water’s edge in my jandals (thongs if you’re Australian, flip flops if you’re from anywhere else except NZ) I stepped carefully, half expecting to fall on my butt at any time…

Out the gate…
After a few false starts over the last quite a while, it was with a lot of glee (and a bit of help to be fair) that Jilly was finally out the gate and hooked up behind Jack for a weekend away.
Not just any weekend away though, one that had been booked several months ago, one that gets a pretty big tick on the Western Australian rodeo circuit…

A different pace…
Stepping out of the little rustic caravan the morning air smells fresh and green, a synergy of peppermint trees and flowers, the scent of spring… the ground covered with a carpet of green grass sprinkled with tiny white daisies and clumps of freesias…
...an idyllic oasis down in the South West of Western Australia.
