A wintry weekend has provided a bit of space for updating our blog and web site pages. Our change of lifestyle this year means we are still finding our way with blogging on our yurting site.
Colin has his own web site prompted by the ending of Ergo and the beginning of his own consulting practice. I have set myself a challenge of posting a photo every day for a year – to give me a reason to keep the camera out of the cupboard but more importantly to stay connected with family and friends.
Our decision to relocate to the Sunshine Coast means our ‘yurting’ of the past will not continue in the same form, no more multiple weeks away in the caravan. We are experimenting with a different way of being this year, living in a ‘holiday’ kind of place and Colin travelling to work. Caloundra is conveniently located half way between Port Moresby and Melbourne. To say we are enjoying the experiment would be an understatement, we are certainly scheming to see if we can extend our stay beyond a year.
We are all creating new lives for ourselves, loving the change from inner city urban to coastal town, concrete, steel and asphalt to sand and sea, rush and hurry to chilled out and swapping a house in a street for an apartment with ocean views. The only negative is leaving our three oldest children in Melbourne, along with other family and friends.
Long weekends have provided an opportunity to explore a little of the coast, Kingscliff to the South and Rainbow Beach to the North and in the hinterland the Glass House Mountains, Maleny and Montville.
We have missed our yurt though – the feelings of carefree living and adventure. There is something about packing up and heading off into the unknown, where time stretches out and slows down, where ‘normal’ fades away and the unknown and unexpected keeps you on your toes.
It is with great excitement and anticipation then that our Byron Bay mid winter sojourn draws near. At last an opportunity to experience just for a little while our yurting lifestyle; to unwrap and hitch up our caravan and …. drive for 3 hours rather than 2 and a half days, end up in a familiar place and inhabit our usual site…. Ah well perhaps not exactly the yurting of old, but good enough to warm and fill our souls.