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That's Me

Yep, that's me in background sneaking into Nathalie's shot.

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01 December 2018
Land Based
After more time than I ever anticipated living here, it's time to say good bye to Europe. Au revoir France, adiós España, arrivederci Italia, ​adeus Portugal and hello again Australia. It's been far t...
30 April 2019
Land Based
Australia
With the boat out of the water for a few weeks while the final maintenance and checks were made, Nathalie and I grabbed the chance to hire a car and head south from the Gold Coast for a few days. The ...

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963