Sitting atop my Aussie bucket list for the past year or so was a particular national park whose landscape resembles that of another planet. Picture miles of cemented sand and clay, ranging from white to red to brown in color, dotted with conical rock formations and lined with sand dunes.
I knew very little about Broken Hill before being sent off on an adventure to this Outback town. In fact, I think the extent of my knowledge was that it was located in bumblef*ck New South Wales.
I’m still getting used to summer in the Southern Hemisphere and being able to hang out at the beach on Christmas and on my February birthday while the rest of the world seems to be bemoaning winter.
You guys, I’ve found a remedy for Sydney winters without having to flee to the northern hemisphere!
Even after traveling to the US and Byron Bay this past winter, by mid-August I was still fed up with the cold weather.
This month I checked off one massive item on the bucket list and FINALLY went diving in the Great Barrier Reef!
In my defense, I’ve had plenty of adventures on the reef that haven’t involved diving (scenic flight, sailing, snorkelling, camping) – so it’s not like I’ve been completely ignoring this epic corner of the world.
I first visited Perth 12 years ago for just a few days before heading out on an epic roadtrip through Western Australia. My key takeaway then? Perth is boring.
July and August saw me escaping Sydney’s winter as much as I could manage. It’s by no means intolerable or even unpleasant (think 60F mostly-sunny days, often with wind), but I really struggle with it after several months of hot beach days.