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Yukon: The Dawson Gem
Dawson City has more than just Gold, it is in of and itself a gem. A cross between Clifton Hill Niagara, part Black Creek Pioneer Village, part old west, Dawson City is as authentic as it gets! All the bells and whistles of Clifton Hill. Want to gamble? Whether you’re seeking cheesy penny slots, blackjack or even a poker game, Diamond Toothed Gerties is your destination! It’s also Canada’s oldest gambling hall. Want to take in a show? Check out the show (3 times daily) at said gambling hall, and each performance is different (and saucier) than the last! Looking for a fancy cocktail? Head over to Bombay Peggy’s (or…
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Yukon: Driving Ms Steele
So Miranda and I have driven in many parts of the world. Mostly I drive when we do our road trips. I love driving. That said, I would say there are four main types of road trip driving (some of which I enjoy). Functional drives: You get from A to B, there’s nothing particularly notable about these drives. They are flat, or the same over and over again. They serve a purpose and are mostly not memorable in any sense. I don’t have any pictures to show or demonstrate these, but you’d likely be bored seeing them. Scenic drives: These are functional drives that have lookouts, points of interest or…
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Hideeho from Yukon!
It’s been a long two years of no travel and we’re out in the world again. It’s weird, and freeing, and the pandemic is seemingly over here, and most places, except home. People are friendly in Yukon. Too friendly. Everywhere we go people say hi. They go out of their way to greet us. It’s weird. We were even told to say hi to animals. Specifically bears. And specifically “Hideeho!”. While out in the wild we may choose to have casual conversation. However, at indeterminate intervals we were told to yell “Hideeho!” so as to warn the bears of our presence. So this became our trail (and now our sporadic…
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Aus + NZ: And… that’s a wrap!
So it’s been almost a month since we got back, and I’ve been busy with other stuff, but I figured, I should stop procrastinating and do my summary / best of / worst of, before I forget it all! So, first and foremost, to put perspective on where we actually went, I did some mapping. We started our journey New Zealand. We juggled between road tripping, and hanging out for a few days, here and there in random spots. We visited the following places in this rough order: Next we visited Mainland Australia, although technically, the Sydney portion was our last stop. Our journey was a little less comprehensive compared…
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Aus + NZ: The longest blog post in the Southern Hemisphere!
Throughout our trip we’ve heard about endless things that are the largest of their kind in the Southern Hemisphere. The largest suspension bridge (in the Southern Hemisphere)? Traversed it. The longest pedestrian bridge (in the Southern Hemisphere)? Crossed it. The longest single span chairlift (in the Southern Hemisphere)? Sat along it. The largest fish market (in the Southern Hemisphere)? Smelt it. But all of these things pale in comparison to what we experienced our first night in Tasmania. We booked our flight to Hobart and we’d figure the rest out. We’d done it so far, we’d do it now. Right? Well, there was one problem, the largest wooden boat festival…
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The Goat Ocean Road
The Great Ocean Road is filled with wonders of nature and beyond. Case in point… But I knew I was somewhere special when going for a morning walk meant running into Pademelons, everywhere. These guys are the cutest creatures ever (Leia, earmuffs!) I want one. And sure, we’ve seen some other cool stuff. But come on. So that’s the Great Ocean Road. Rocky cliffs, Pademelons, and everything else! Miranda already posted about our hiking day in the Grampians… next stop, Tasmania!
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A less hipster laneway
So we left Melbourne behind, in favour of a great, albeit short, road trip. We rented a car for 3 days and set off for the Great Ocean road. Our first stop was Geelong, or as we assume the locals call it, Geels, pronounced “Jeels”. Everything is given a cute name here. Toasted Sandwiches are called “Toasties”, Kangaroos are called “Roos”, McDonalds is called “Maccas”, the list goes on. Geels was filled with why can only be described as Peg People. It also has a large brewery that used to be a clothing factory (we guessed). Oh, and a barber that operates out of a truck (you may have seen…
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This isn’t a blog post
This is poetry, this is life rules, this is Melbourne. Everything in Melbourne isn’t what it seems. Clothes stores sell coffee Barbers are cobblers and more Old is new again Our first activity in Melbourne was to check out Fitzroy, one of the hippest neighbourhoods in the world. The best way to experience this area is to walk down random laneways, appreciating the graffiti art, and walk into open doors marked with a subtle sign. Inside you’ll find the coolest cocktail bars, basement barber shops, converted factory restaurants and more. Our first stop was coffee, down a lane way, from an airstream camper van, camouflaged in military netting. I ordered…
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The Leslieville of Oceania
It’s funny, for as long as Miranda and I have been together, she’s always longed to spend time in Leslieville. Any time we drive near it, she speaks of her old apartment, her favourite coffee spot, her favourite cheese shop. It’s weird. Or at least I thought it was weird, until now. Leaving New Zealand has been tough. It’s been less than 24 hours and I miss it, a lot. It’s the type of place that just gets you. From the kind people who reside there, to the laid back lifestyle (Miranda was SO laid back there), to the beautiful scenery anywhere you look, to the wildlife everywhere! It really…
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A series of fortunate events – Part 3
Welcome to Part 3 of our fortunate events. If you haven’t read Part 1 or Part 2, you may want to. After our day cruise of Abel Tasman, and our nature spotting of Sea Lions, we were apprehensive to use our one free day to drive 2 hours north just to see the “best beach in NZ”, but we had nothing better to do other than hike or be beachy (and I have trouble standing still when I’m traveling). So off we went. Jan 18: We hit the road, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in tow (that VIP peanut butter factory experience has paid us back in spades!). We head…
