<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" From Sydney to the high street of Galway, you could not get further apart in both culture and distance but Irish pubs would seem to be a uniting thread. The difference is however that in Sydney it’s all about the idea while in Galway it’s just simply the real deal. Photo: … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" What’s in a view? Quite a lot it seems. The harbour, the bridge, the quay, the ferries, the cruise liners, the skyline, the clouds, the people, the buildings, the skyscrapers, the balconies, the flags, the yachts, the players, the hustlers, performers, the tourists, the locals and all that stuff between the … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" Tibbot Bourke, the first Viscount of Mayo was a ruthlessly proud man so Irish legends tell. One evening at dinner, Tibbot’s wife Maeve mused how her brother Shane O’Connor was a stronger man than her husband. In his resulting rage Tibbot sought the man accused of being his better and they … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" It was not meant to be a Rapid Bay night dive. It was not even meant to be a dusk dive but in the end it was a race against the light. As our days are as short as they will be for the year it is easy to get caught … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" Yesterday we said our last goodbyes to an extraordinary man who in his short 51 years touched the hearts, minds and souls of everyone who came to know him. To me, Kym was a childhood buddy, my very first real friend (not including family and neighbours), having met when we were … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" Back in the water, it’s dropped to a chilly 15 degrees and will be heading further down from there through winter and into spring. Despite the cold it is good to be diving again after too long on dry land and it was great to see all the usual undersea suspects … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" There’s a short time twenty to thirty minutes after sunset where something magical happens to Uluru. The combination of darkening sky and the spreading yellow glow of the horizon lights the land in a deep orange glow and makes the rock look like it’s glowing from within. So many people had … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" I remember once hearing an old Polynesian saying, ‘The gods do not deduct from man’s allotted span the hours spent in fishing’. I am certain that there also exists the same grace when taking the time to watch the sun fall through the changing colours of the darkening horizon into evening … Read more
<a href="/serendipity/" title="Robert's Ramblings" Down in that valley far, far below hidden amidst the unlikely combination of eucalyptus trees and ancient cycad palms is Kings Creek. From up here the sense of scale is all but gone, the grandeur becoming abstract with the world below looking like some artisan’s crafted landscape garden. From down there … Read more