MY LIFE OF TRAILS

As Coda and I stand on the fringe of the sands of Killiecrankie Bay Beach, the gentle crash of waves helps soothe the nervous feeling...

Riding gives a man time to think, to contemplate on how cruel life can be sometimes, but in all honesty maybe its just a matter of...

As we saddle up in preparation for our journey from Ross to Oatlands in Tasmania's Midlands, Coda and Caliska are restlessly shuffling in...

The feel of drizzling rain on my eye lids brings me back to the moment. I open my eyes trying to make sense of why l am here. The slight...

It's funny how we come to be where we are sometimes. For this journey it started with an email to the Parks & Wildlife Department and the...

Read about our ride from the Historical Township of Ross to Campbell Town Tasmania and return.