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Isn’t it funny where an idea in conversation can lead? Sitting up late one night with my lovely wife and a bottle of wine our idea was hatched. An idea that was revered by some and frowned upon by others. We had longed for an adventure, a challenge, a change of scenery, now was our time to shine. We were to get our stuff together and travel Australia. The plan was pretty loose in reality. North… that was the plan. Everyone wants to know exactly where we were going, but in truth we had, and still don’t really have any idea. North… What to the gulf, Barra country, surely, but where else to go? Darwin, the Kimberly’s, even Perth. Or do we cut through the center and go through Tasmania and the south coast; we don’t know we may even just go up to the cape. Decisions like this are to be decided upon on the road and because Sal and I are notoriously bad at making decisions, the odd coin toss will be our last hope. It’s hard to preempt the scenery and the conditions and for that matter the mind set of Sal and me and our 6 and 4 year old girls. Our worries rested on the heat up north coupled with the most beautiful and unique ocean of which you are unable to really set foot in on account of the box jelly fish and of course Mr salt water crocodile. Try and tell your 4 and 6 year old who have grown up on the beaches of the sunshine coast that they aren’t allowed to swim in the ocean when its really fricken hot! I don’t really know how that one unfolds. So that’s why the plan is loose, we will see how it all unfolds. With Sally having just finished a degree in nutritional medicine and me having to resign from my long-term employment, the plan was to sign write the vehicle and to try and generate some boat and health work along the way. Boats, engines, health, food based strategy, surely that all goes hand in hand ☺ We figure most Australians need to own a boat and everyone can benefit from a bit of food wisdom to keep you in tune so surely enough work would come our way to keep the going good. In reality this means home schooling the girls, buying a vehicle that could actually be reliable enough for us to do this and then buying a BUNCH of other stuff, essential stuff needed for such an adventure. It wouldn’t be easy and it definitely wouldn’t be cheap.