WWOOFing Around
When WWOOF started in England, in 1971, it stood for Weekend Workers on Organic Farms. I first learned about WWOOF, in New Zealand, in 1987
When WWOOF started in England, in 1971, it stood for Weekend Workers on Organic Farms. I first learned about WWOOF, in New Zealand, in 1987
I have always thought that it is a waste of kindling to leave or burn the smallest branches in the bush when cutting firewood.
Waste Not, Burn Hot Read More »
I love looking back at the synchronicity of how the soulmates that I met on my travels affected each other’s journeys.
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 9 Read More »
Pinky Promise Let’s stay in touch for the rest of our lives and if any of us gets stagnant the other two will come and
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 8 Read More »
The Perils of Hitchhiking We found a nice patch of grass, around the back of the hotel; pulled buns, avocado, cream cheese, tomato and sprouts
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 7 Read More »
Donna Lawther’s adventures through Tasmania, where hitchhiking leads to memorable characters and scenic beauty
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 6 Read More »
Adventures Through The Australian Outback, From Train-Hopping To Hitchhiking I was gobsmacked when a huge swarm of budgerigars flew in to join us. There were
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 5 Read More »
Adventure, friendship, and unforgettable moments hitchhiking across Australia with a soulmate. Donna’s journey captures the magic of travel.
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 4 Read More »
they could have “fancy dress” parties (Aussie for “costume party”) whenever they wanted. They didn’t have to wait until October 31st.
Halloween VS Melbourne Cup Read More »
Compared to New Zealand Australia had much longer distances between places and some history of disappearing hitchhikers.
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 3 Read More »
It was May 15, 1987 when I broke my promise never to hitchhike again. I was in a youth hostel in Kerikeri, New Zealand, trying
Thumbing It Down Under – Part 2 Read More »
After a perilous hitchhiking trip to Yellowknife, Cindy and I promised each other that we would never hitchhike again.
Thumbing It Down Under: Part 1 Read More »
The first job I got, when I moved to the Yukon in 1984, was bartending at Dezadeash Lodge. Since it was in Kluane National Park,
Elephants, Llamas and Bears, Oh My! Read More »
It was 7pm when Cindy and I got dropped off at the Big River Service Centre, outside of Fort Providence….
I’ll Never Hitchhike Again! part 3 Read More »
After hitchhiking from Peace River to Whitehorse, Cindy and I were looking forward to a quiet week at my friend…
I’ll Never Hitchhike Again! Part 2 Read More »
Everyone tried to tell me that it was too dangerous to hitchhike, but I wouldn’t listen. I guess I just like learning things the hard way…
I’ll Never Hitchhike Again! Part 1 Read More »
It is relatively a new profession, so I was pleasantly surprised to find a practicing end-of-life doula in Whitehorse.
We started making our own beer in 2020 when we had to “CERB” our budget. Now that we have all the gear, we make 23 litres for around $23.
Stony Creek Draught Read More »
The first time we tried growing corn in the Yukon, we sowed the seeds directly into our garden box outside the house.
I remember it like it was yesterday … calling home from the hospital to see how my husband was coping with our one-year-old son
I visited Mom every day, trying to help her get her bearings and become as self-sufficient as possible. Only five years ago…