Author Archives: Michael
Motorhoming like it’s 2009
…Just like that, we’re motorhomers again! We’ve spent a fairly relaxed few days preparing Nettle and ourselves for our reunion — a bit of mould-removal (bloody mould!!), fridge-cleaning, reorganising our stuff, and cleaning the water tank — which involved an interesting little indoor flood when a plastic widget broke (there’s always something!). We repeatedly postponed our departure, waiting on our … Continue reading
Our Adopted Welsh Cottage
As Katherine said in our last entry, we weren’t too keen on the idea of travelling or being ‘out in the open’ during winter. This was especially true after seeing what late autumn’s rainfall did to the site we were staying on in Truro: It was a miracle that we escaped the boggy mire at all! So, imagine our glee … Continue reading
Nettle’s birthday
We’re terrible with this date stuff — it just occurred to me to check, and we’ve lived in Nettle for a year, a week, and four days now. Happy birthday, Nettle! It’s interesting reading through the first blog entry after we got Nettle — particularly, the comparatively low cost of fuel (we pay $25 AUD per 100kms now, as opposed … Continue reading
Settling in again
It would’ve surprised us a few weeks ago, but we’re settled down back in Cornwall! After heading up to visit Sarah, Carmen and Diane, we were originally planning to find somewhere in the area to stop for a bit longer, to finish off our current project. We found no feasible sites that fulfilled our needs though, and the least-worst option … Continue reading
Exmoor National Park
When we got up the next morning, it was drizzling and windy outside — hardly auspicious cycling weather, so our hopes of going on a ride around the nearby parts of the national park were dashed. We dithered around for the rest of the morning, had lunch, then decided to head out on foot instead, and do a small circuit … Continue reading
Tintagel, birthplace of a legend, according to Geoff
We’re on the road again! It seems a little odd after so long — the fact that I can drive our home around seems to me a little like a Tim Burton concept or something. Driving along, I can peer over my shoulder and see the kitchen and living room following along. What the? We’re headed up to Bath to … Continue reading
Reflections on being digital nomads, one year in
Katherine: Our one year digital nomad vagabonding anniversary came and went the day before yesterday unacknowledged. This time last year we awoke to our new tabula rasa life in a BnB in Camden, London having just flown in the day before. I think a little reflection is in order. Then On the 31st May last year I wrote this in … Continue reading
Sitting in a field, watching lambs frolick in a village called Wootton
Dover’s now-familiar white cliffs approached, and with some anticipation we drove off the ferry and were waved past the immigration officials — Katherine remembered what side of the road I’m meant to be driving on at the last minute, so that was convenient. England! Ah, England. Our first stop, via an unsuccessful initial attempt to book into a site for … Continue reading
UK-Bound: Seven Countries in Seven Days; Across Europe
Our next day of driving began with our finally leaving Italy, or at least its official boundary. We drove by the lake near the border, emptied for some works on the drained lake bed and looking rather forlorn compared to the beautiful images Google Earth had shown me the day before while I was searching for potential wild-camps; then we … Continue reading
UK-Bound: Seven Countries in Seven Days; Leaving Italy
Sadly, our 3 months of Schengen time was again all used up! We’d booked a ferry from Dunquerque to Dover on the 19th, and we’d left ourselves a week to get there from Padova. So with some wistful thoughts, and looking forward to coming back to spend some time getting to know Andrea, Silvia and their friends better, we set … Continue reading
Wandering Venice with Simpatici
There’s something about being in a place with friends who are locals to the area — it anchors the place, makes it feel more real and accessible than just being a visitor, on the outside looking in through the distorting filter that is tourism. So, we’d leapt at the opportunity to visit Venice with our new friends Andrea and Silvia, … Continue reading