Our Patagonian journey continued at Parque Nacional Torres del Paine, Chilean Patagonia’s ‘Towers of Blue.’ Staying at Hotel Las Torres inside the park, we enjoyed an all-inclusive package covering meals, beverages, and activities, allowing us to focus on the breathtaking surroundings.Our excursions included a hike to the base of the towers - not for the faint-hearted! The 8km trail follows a valley before a gruelling final 4km climb over boulders and rocky paths. At the top, the reward was a stunning close-up of the three towers and their glacial lagoon.Other activities included horse riding with gauchos, hiking glaciers, crossing glacial lakes by boat and searching for the elusive pumas with nearly 300 now inhabiting the protected park. To truly experience this remote, inspiring landscape, I’d recommend at least five days. Next, we travelled to Puerto Varas, a town on the shores of a lake surrounded by some of Chile’s 2000 volcanoes. A day trip took us to Chiloe Island, the last place to join the Chilean Republic. Here, life is simple - farms, colourful villages, fresh seafood at tiny fishing ports and craft markets selling local Artesanias.Puerto Varas is renowned for fly fishing, home to the world’s largest King Salmon, reaching up to 30kg. Our guide led us on a hike along a river to a lake under a volcano, where one of Chile’s oldest trees, a 3000-year-old Patagonian Cypress, still stands. From here, we took the Cruce Andino, the old trading route between Chile and Argentina. Crossing the Andes via three lakes, each linked by a short bus ride, we travelled beneath towering peaks, glaciers and crystal-clear waters. After a long day and two border crossings, we arrived in San Carlos de Bariloche. This surprising town of nearly 200,000 people was shaped by German pioneers to resemble an Alpine village. The western side features the renowned Llao Llao Hotel and chalet-style homes along the shores of Lago Nahuel Huapi.Bariloche, surrounded by lakes and mountains is situated in north-western Patagonia, and is both a summer and winter destination. Summer activities include yachting, rafting, kayaking, hiking, horse riding and, of course, eating. The area is famous for its many chocolate shops and breweries. In winter, Bariloche has South America’s largest ski resort, attracting visitors from all over the continent. The quaint town is a tourist mecca, not only because of its outdoor activities but for the uniqueness of its location, history and culture. It was sad to leave Patagonia after nearly a month of adventure and discovery. Its stunning beauty and breathtaking landscapes will always be vivid memories to relive over a glass or two of Malbec. If you’d like to share your travel story, simply reach out to the Travel Focus Group team when you return. We’d love to feature your experiences!

A couple of weeks ago, Gerringong Rotarians were treated to a fabulous armchair expedition to Antarctica, South Georgia and the Falkland Islands, courtesy of member Andrejs Medenis, who presented a slide show of his recent cruise.He set off from Ushuaia in the very south of Argentina, snuggled between the Andes and the Beagle Channel. With a population 89,600, Ushuaia claims to be the southernmost city in the world. It has a 10,000 year indigenous history, 1800s British missionary involvement, and only in 1873 did the first Argentine citizens arrive. That same year a penal colony was established modelled after one in Tasmania, for Argentine repeat offenders.Half Moon Island Wild weather caused a change in route, with the ship visiting the Falklands and South Georgia before heading across to Antarctica. South Georgia has an incredible history of sealers, whalers, and explorers, including Shackleton. Salisbury PlainVisitors were not allowed to venture closer than 200 metres to deserted whaling stations, due to the danger of loose materials and asbestos, apart from in the administrative capital, Grytviken, where they visited the small township’s museum, historic church, Post Office, research station, and cemetery containing Shackleton’s final resting place.After several days at sea the ship reached the South Shetland Islands, part of Antarctica. Choosing to explore by kayak, Andrejs paddled through sea ice, past icebergs and glaciers, alongside coastlines and rocky beaches, home to penguins and other birdlife and seals, and experienced the pure silence when they paused to take it all in. A retired vet and self-confessed bird nut, Andrejs loved the wildlife, photographing numerous species of penguins and seals. A highlight was seeing a Black-browed Albatross colony.Salisbury PlainThe travellers witnessed firsthand the drastic effects of Climate Change. The dramatic recession of all glaciers is well documented. The rapid increase in the detachment and/or melting of ice shelves has had catastrophic effects on Emperor penguin colonies. In 2022, record low Antarctic sea ice led to a catastrophic breeding failure for emperor penguins. Global warming has meant that precipitation in the Antarctic has started falling as rain. Half Moon Island More and more penguin chicks, armed only with downy feathers, instead of the waterproof coats that they later develop, die before they reach adulthood, because they are unable to warm up or dry off after heavy storms.Saunders Island Accompanied by spectacular photographs, Andrejs’ talk taught us so much more about Antarctica and I suspect it has now crept on to a few more bucket lists!

The Grand Pacific Drive is one of Australia’s most spectacular road trips, and there’s no better destination along the way than Kiama. Whether you’re cruising in an electric vehicle or a classic road-trip car, this 200.7km journey offers an unforgettable mix of ocean views, lush rainforests and unspoilt beaches - with Kiama as the perfect place to pause, explore and recharge.The journey to Kiama along the Grand Pacific Drive is as thrilling as the destination itself. From the stunning Sea Cliff Bridge to hidden rock pools and dramatic headlands, this open-leg route promises coastal beauty at every turn. The Pacific Ocean is a constant companion, whether you’re driving alongside it, crossing it, or stopping to dip your toes in the waves.For nature lovers, there are endless opportunities to explore. Take a scenic walk to the famous Kiama Blowhole, discover the lesser-known Little Blowhole, or hike through the breathtaking Minnamurra Rainforest. Just a short drive away, Gerroa’s literal rainforest offers an immersive experience surrounded by lush greenery, and the famous Seven Mile Beach stretches out with its golden sands and rolling surf. Whether you're up for a beach walk, a surf lesson or simply a moment to breathe in the fresh ocean air, this is a stop you won’t want to miss.For those making the trip in an electric vehicle, Kiama is an ideal stop with EV charging stations readily available. Kiama is an ideal stop with EV charging stations readily available at the Kiama Showground You can explore the town, enjoy a long lunch, or take a coastal walk while your car recharges - making your journey both effortless and sustainable.Once in Kiama, you’ll find plenty to indulge in.Sample fresh seafood with ocean views, enjoy a wine tasting at a nearby vineyard, or browse the town’s boutique shops and markets. From laid-back cafés to fine dining, Kiama has something for every taste.For a longer stay, book a beachfront retreat or cosy hinterland escape and experience the best of the South Coast at your own pace. Whether you’re here for a day or a week, Kiama is a place to reconnect with nature, family and friends.So, why not take the scenic route? Follow the Grand Pacific Drive and make Kiama your next road trip destination - where stunning landscapes, delicious food and coastal adventure await.

You’ve heard plenty of travel tales from the team at Travel Focus Group, but the stories we love most are the ones our clients bring back. They’re inspiring and full of life and colour. That’s why we’re dedicating our editorial space to sharing your journeys.If you’d like to see your travel story come to life, simply share it with the Travel Focus Group team when you return. We’d love to feature your experiences! Patagonia - Part OneSomprom Svinos A bucket-list destination for many, Patagonia, the southernmost region of Chile and Argentina, is a vast, breathtaking landscape of snow-capped mountains, tumbling rivers, blue-tinged glaciers, and immense ice fields. Its beauty is on a scale so grand it's almost unimaginable. This is where the towering Andes begin, merging with the Darwin Mountains to divide South America. The region’s history is one of European explorers, pioneers, and the fierce might of Mother Nature. I began my journey in El Calafate, a town of 30,000 people in an ancient glacial valley on the shores of Argentina’s largest lake, Lago Argentino. There is little to no vegetation as far as the eye can see. On my first day, I crossed the lake to Estancia Cristina, a pioneer ranch offering spectacular views of the Upsala Glacier. Here, I enjoyed a delicious, traditional Patagonian meal. The next day, I visited the absolutely impressive Perito Moreno Glacier. After a boat ride across the lake, we trekked in groups of 20 over the glacier - a unique, unforgettable experience that ranks in my top five travel moments. We then transferred to El Chaltén, the hiking capital of Argentinian Patagonia, where we spent several days exploring. This stunning region is home to Mount Fitz Roy, Laguna de Los Tres, and the Vespignani and Piedras Blancas Glaciers. Surrounded by wooded forests, blue lagoons, and running rivers, it’s also one of the windiest places I’ve ever been. An incredibly bumpy ride took us to Lago del Desierto, a remote lake at the Chilean border, where we cruised past four hanging glaciers. A short flight later, we arrived in Ushuaia, the world’s southernmost city, often called the "End of the World." A bustling town at the base of a large mountain range, it’s the gateway for Antarctic cruises and offers a range of activities, from hiking and canoeing to historical tours. From here we embarked on the Ventas Australis, the only cruise company that allows you access to the fjords and glaciers of Chilean Patagonia. There is no other access to this pristine environment. Passengers are the only people visiting this wild and untamed land. Over four days, we navigated through this untouched wilderness, stopping at Cape Horn, the world’s southernmost inhabited point. Here, we saw the Albatross Monument, a tribute to over 10,000 sailors lost in these treacherous waters. Returning back through the Beagle Channel, we explored massive glaciers, using zodiacs to reach the shore. On board naturalists joined each group to explain the history of the fjords, how the landscapes were formed and identifying the local vegetation. Passing through the de Agostini Channel, we briefly entered the Pacific Ocean before calmer waters led us to even more glaciers—just a fraction of the 26,000 found in Patagonia. Our final stop was Magdalena Island, home to a colony of Magellanic penguins. These comical creatures survive in a harsh environment but are absolutely fascinating to observe up close in their native habitat. We disembarked in Punta Arenas, saying adiós to the breathtaking fjords and towering peaks of Patagonia - a truly unforgettable adventure.

By Carol GoddardJust got back to Kiama after a week-long sojourn in Noosa - another spectacular Aussie destination, though lacking Kiama's rolling green hills, cows, and drystone walls.Oh, the buzz of Hastings Street!The Surf Club, perfectly positioned overlooking Laguna Bay, is the ideal spot to enjoy a bucket of prawns and a cold beer. You can walk in straight off the beach - just as long as you're wearing more than a cossie and flip-flops!The high-end fashion stores, the eateries, the mix of local and international visitors all vying for street-front tables - to see and be seen, sip on coffee or aperitifs, and indulge in all manner of foodie delights.Continuing west along Hastings Street, the path through Noosa Woods meanders past cool, grassy groves, ultimately leading to The Point, where the Noosa River meets the ocean. A picturesque spot to sit and take in the view, especially when the conditions are perfect for windsurfing. And when they are, you're treated to an incredible display of athleticism, all free of charge!And then, of course, there's Noosa Beach. North-facing, with fine white sand and almost always just the right surf for everyone, from babies paddling in the shallows to beginner board riders and those well-versed in the glorious art of surfing. Possibly the easiest little break in the world to learn on, and with several surf schools catering to those keen to give it a go.Noosa National Park, at the eastern end of the beach, offers walkers, joggers, and surfers access to more secluded beaches like Little Cove and Granite Bay, along with breathtaking views and that unmistakable Australian bush scent. The pathway is excellent, from the beautifully designed boardwalk leading off Noosa Beach to the stunning lookout at Hell’s Gate. A must-do, especially for those of us who may have overindulged the night before!Having visited regularly for nearly 60 years, I sometimes feel like a Noosa local. Over that time, I've seen many changes, more development, more houses, apartments, shops, businesses, and of course, more tourists. But what hasn’t changed is Noosa’s absolute natural beauty. It remains an iconic beach destination, and the local authorities have not only recognised this but embraced it, managing to retain that unique, laidback Aussie feel.With a stunning north-facing beach, a spectacular national park, and that magnificent clear blue water, it’s no wonder Noosa draws visitors from across Australia and the world. I’ll definitely be back again next year.

By Carol GoddardOver my adult life, I’ve traveled extensively, both in Australia and overseas.My parents never had the desire to explore beyond Bondi. For them, our coastal suburb was enough. But not for me. As a child, I vowed to explore the world, and I’ve kept that promise.Some of my travels have been serene and relaxing, but the majority have been adventurous, challenging, and often physically demanding. It’s these adventures that I treasure most. They’ve created memories that are special, unique, and occasionally very funny. Along the way, I’ve met extraordinary characters - many of them tour guides.GomelGomel in pinkI met Gomel in 1999 while trekking the Annapurna Circuit in Nepal. This simple, resilient man earned his living guiding tourists between Kathmandu and Pokhara. He spoke little, could have been 40 or 70 years old, and had only one hand.Yet Gomel was intrepid. Trekking in Nepal, like living there, is not easy. Temperatures vary chaotically depending on elevation, and back then, guesthouses were scarce. We slept in tents, and the rugged Annapurnas offered no flat terrain. You were always either climbing up or descending steeply.Gomel’s pace was steady, regardless of the incline. When I felt I couldn’t take another step, he was there, leading by example. His strength, resilience, and quiet determination inspired me to push on. Even now, when faced with a strenuous task, I think of him and “do a Gomel.”PierrePierrePierre, however, was a different story.In the south of France, I joined a guided coastal walking tour marketed as a “not-to-be-missed culinary experience.” Our guide, Pierre, was supposed to take us to village markets, gather fine fare, and prepare a picnic for our group.The group was diverse, ages ranged from mid-20s to mid-70s, with varying fitness levels. But Pierre seemed oblivious, charging ahead at breakneck speed. Those unable to keep up stumbled or slipped, though fortunately, no one was seriously hurt.Pierre’s pace suggested he was training for a sporting event, perhaps speed walking or a marathon. Still, we anticipated the promised culinary highlight.When the moment came, out of Pierre’s backpack emerged one baguette, a tiny amount of cheese and cold meat, and half a bottle of wine - meager rations for a dozen people. No olives, no macarons, no “culinary experience.” Disgruntled, we suspected Pierre had pocketed the food allowance. One wonders how long he kept his job.FilipposFilipposFilippos was everything Pierre was not - caring, professional, and endearing.I met him in Athens, where he guided our group to Crete and Santorini. A former dancer, Filippos emphasised frequent stretching during our hikes and took great care of us. He nicknamed my husband and me his “naughty children,” laughing at our antics. Being the only Australians in the group gave us an edge - tour guides seem to adore Aussies!One unforgettable memory was our ferry ride from Crete to Santorini. The Aegean Sea was rough that day, and the journey lasted several hours. The ferry was filled with stylish travelers, families, and tourists. Strategically placed black plastic bags hinted at what lay ahead.As the ferry pitched and rolled, seasickness overtook many passengers. The cacophony of retching, combined with the smell, was unforgettable. My husband, immune to seasickness, remained unfazed, while I relied on Zen techniques, focusing on the horizon and sucking a mint.Poor Filippos wasn’t as fortunate. His green-tinged face peeked out from under his seat, where he lay curled in a near foetal position. Not even my offer of a mint could revive him until we reached Santorini. Once ashore, he recovered, and we laughed about the ordeal, continuing our adventure on dry land.Mr ShandMr ShandIn Rajasthan, I encountered Mr Shand, a charismatic driver from Shimla at the base of the Himalayas. He chauffeured us in a rickety white Ambassador at breakneck speed, weaving through chaotic traffic with alarming confidence.Whenever something outrageous occurred - which was often - he would throw up his hands and exclaim, “This is India!” Sweet and accommodating with us, he showed no mercy to anyone - or anything - that dared obstruct his path. His driving was terrifying but memorable.Mr DrissFinally, there was Mr Driss, who drove us through Morocco with charm and ingenuity. He somehow procured alcoholic beverages despite local restrictions, shared strong coffee, and introduced us to exotic shops brimming with rugs, spices, and beauty products.Mr Driss often spoke of his very young wife and even taught me a few Arabic phrases. Where he spent his nights was a mystery, but every morning he appeared promptly, dressed impeccably in a fresh outfit. His sartorial elegance was matched only by his resourcefulness.Travel creates great memories, and for me, the best ones involve people from cultures vastly different from my own. These fleeting encounters have left lasting impressions. There are countless more stories of tour guides I’ve met along the way, but those are tales for another day.

Jude PapeschThe Tamworth Country Music Festival is an unmissable event, offering something for everyone. With thousands of performances spanning genres from classic country to comedy, ventriloquism, and tribute shows, the festival exudes an unmatched energy. Jude Papesch with Felicity Kircher, the winner of the 2025 Starmaker, winning over $100,000 in prizes. Source: Jude Papesch.Line-dancing enthusiasts, poets, and rising stars in talent quests contribute to the vibrant atmosphere, making it a celebration of all things creative.Kevin Sullivan and the Sulli-vans. A family band from Gerringong. Kevin's children are Jet, ChaCha and KJ. They were also joined by Stuart "Nugget" Jole from the Northern Territory. A friend who plays the washboard joined in for finale. Source: Jude Papesch.This year is particularly special, with over 400 buskers transforming the streets into a living, breathing symphony of talent and innovation. The diverse venues only enhance the experience, establishing Tamworth as the ultimate destination for music lovers and performers alike.Rob Mills at BonJovi tribute concert and with Wolfe Brothers joining him on stage. Source: Jude Papesch.Tamworth's star is shining brighter than ever. It’s the place to be, and Nashville might just have some competition on its hands!

Forget the usual crowded tourist spots. If you’re craving something different in 2025, why not explore a destination that’s untouched by mass tourism? At Travel Focus Group, we love helping travellers uncover hidden gems - destinations that are beautiful, culturally rich, and far from the beaten track. Here are our top picks for 2025: Oman. Think of Oman as the Middle East’s best-kept secret. Explore the golden dunes of Wahiba Sands, marvel at Jebel Akhdar’s rugged beauty, and visit ancient forts and bustling souks in Muscat. Wander through the fragrant Nizwa market to experience the essence of Omani culture or relax by the pristine beaches of the Musandam Peninsula. Oman’s warm hospitality, rich heritage, and unspoiled landscapes make it an unforgettable alternative to busier Arabian destinations.Azores, Portugal. If you’ve been dreaming of an island escape but want something different, the Azores might just be your paradise. This volcanic archipelago offers lush green valleys, steaming hot springs, and deep-blue crater lakes that look like they belong in a fairytale. Best of all, the Azores have kept their authentic charm, so you’ll feel like you’re discovering a side of Europe most people miss.NamibiaNamibia. Namibia is a place that makes you feel small - in the best way. Standing on the towering red dunes of Sossusvlei or gazing across the endless Namib Desert, you’ll realise just how vast and wild the world can be. Add to that the thrill of spotting rhinos or lions in Etosha National Park, and you’ve got an adventure you’ll never forget. For something truly unique, explore the eerie Skeleton Coast, where shipwrecks are scattered. Namibia is raw, rugged, and utterly mesmerising.Lofoten Islands, Norway. The Lofoten Islands offer jagged peaks, serene fjords, and quaint fishing villages. Located above the Arctic Circle, this destination is a haven for outdoor enthusiasts. Kayak through tranquil waters, hike trails with sweeping ocean views, or simply soak up the charm of traditional rorbu (fishermen’s cabins). Depending on the season, you can bask under the Midnight Sun or marvel at the Northern Lights. Its untouched beauty and a peaceful atmosphere promising inspiration and serenity.Georgia (the Country). Georgia is where Europe meets Asia, and the result is something magical. Tbilisi’s Old Town feels like stepping into a living history book, with its winding streets, sulphur baths, and buzzing cafes. Head out to the vineyards of Kakheti for wine that’s been made the same way for thousands of years or trek through the dramatic Caucasus Mountains to discover ancient towers and alpine meadows. But the real magic lies in the people - Georgians are some of the most welcoming hosts you’ll ever meet, and they’ll make sure you leave with a full stomach and a happy heart.Ready to explore somewhere new? Let Travel Focus Group help you plan the trip of a lifetime in 2025.

Christmas is a time of joy, togetherness, and unique traditions that reflect the rich diversity of cultures around the world. Each country adds its own special touch to the festive season. In Germany, the Christmas markets are a quintessential part of the holiday season. Town squares transform into winter wonderlands with twinkling lights, charming wooden stalls, and the aroma of mulled wine and gingerbread. Visitors can find handmade ornaments, enjoy bratwurst, and sip on Glühwein as they bask in the fairytale atmosphere. Moving to the Philippines, the festive spirit is embodied with Simbang Gabi, a series of nine pre-dawn masses leading up to Christmas Day. Communities come alive with carol singing, vibrant lantern festivals, and sumptuous feasts featuring delicacies like bibingka and puto bumbong. The tradition reflects the deep faith and warmth of Filipino culture. In Mexico, the holiday season wouldn’t be complete without Las Posadas, a lively re-enactment of Mary and Joseph’s search for shelter. Neighbourhoods join together for candlelit processions, festive street parties, and breaking colourful piñatas filled with sweets. This blend of faith and festivity brings families and communities closer. Over in Japan, Christmas has a distinctly commercial flair. Though not traditionally a religious holiday, it’s celebrated with enthusiasm. Families often mark the occasion by enjoying KFC dinners, a quirky custom that has become a national phenomenon. Illuminated streets and romantic light displays add to the festive charm. In Iceland, the season takes on a playful tone with the arrival of the Yule Lads. These mischievous holiday figures visit children over 13 nights, leaving small gifts in their shoes if they’ve been good—or a potato if they haven’t! This whimsical tradition is steeped in Icelandic folklore and adds a touch of magic. In Italy, Christmas is a time of deep religious significance. The Feast of the Seven Fishes, celebrated on Christmas Eve, features an elaborate meal of seafood dishes. Italians also enjoy nativity scenes, midnight mass, and La Befana, the kindly witch who brings gifts to children in early January. Wherever you are in the world, Christmas brings a universal sense of joy and togetherness. At Travel Focus Group, we extend our warmest wishes to all our loyal customers. Thank you for allowing us to be part of your travel adventures this year. From our family to yours, may your festive season be filled with laughter, love, and unforgettable moments. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! 

Article written by C.Shaw (aged 15).I recently experienced my first Windstar Cruise on the Windsurf sailing yacht, travelling from Athens to Venice—and what a trip it was! Waking up in a new town every day and paddleboarding in the Adriatic Sea made it a trip of a lifetime for this teenager from Australia, and it wouldn’t have been the same without the Windstar experience. I’ve been on many cruises before, some with over 5,000 guests, so I was surprised to find only 270 passengers on board. The ship was smaller than I expected, but it had everything I needed, and I’ll never go back to the big cruise ships again. Highlights1. The Crew: The crew was absolutely amazing. Every staff member was friendly, helpful, and always smiling. They worked hard while having fun with us, which made the journey special. One highlight was the crew show towards the end of the journey. It was so funny, and it was unforgettable dancing in a conga line with the singers and performers.2. Dubrovnik, Croatia: I never dreamed of seeing water as blue and perfect as in Dubrovnik, which became my favourite stop. We walked the City Wall in the old town, found a secret door to an outdoor bar, and even went cliff-jumping off the rocks. We spent the evening on a cable car with views over the town, followed by a 5-course dinner. The next day, we joined a kayaking tour around the island—absolutely beautiful. I’ll definitely be going back to Dubrovnik.3. Korčula, Croatia: Our timing in Korčula was perfect, as the locals were celebrating “half New Year’s Eve” in town. The Windsurf Captain let us stay longer so we could join the fun. We spent the day at the beach, with music blasting like an outdoor nightclub. I enjoyed every minute.4. Meeting New People: My trip wouldn’t have been the same without the people I met. I made friends with an American family my age, and we spent evenings playing hide-and-seek, card games, swimming in the deck pool, and even challenging the adults to trivia. I loved meeting all the people onboard, especially a Polish lady who always joked with us.5. Food and Drinks: The food was spectacular. Each day had a new country theme for lunch, which was perfect for a picky eater like me. I especially loved dinners in the Amphora Restaurant with my waiter, Rudy, who showed us magic tricks. My favourite night was the outdoor barbeque in Dubrovnik, with incredible views, meats, salads, and desserts. How could life get any better? Windstar created an intimate and incredible journey that left me with beautiful memories.  If you would like to learn more about Windstar Cruises, please call Travel Focus Group on 4209 2044.  

In 2016, I travelled to South Africa and managed to fall down a hole. It wasn’t a spectacular hole, more like a ditch. And yes, I broke my ankle.To spice up the story, I could tell you that I was thrashing through dense African undergrowth, machete in hand, or maybe dancing in stilettos, Prosecco in hand, in a Cape Town nightspot—toppled or tippled over. But the actual event was, sadly, much more mundane.It happened on the last few days of our trip. We were waiting for our tour guide, who was running late, to pick us up from our hotel in downtown Cape Town for the standard day tour of the sights.Now, I’m a bit of an “Are we there yet?” adult. Sitting still is a challenge, a personal affliction I should probably work on, but the thought of losing travel time to waiting grates on me. So, off I trotted down a ramp leading to a shopping mall below, promising my long-suffering husband, “Just five minutes.”There was an extensive, in-ground trench running the length of the arcade—a former planter strip for rented mall plants. I saw it. But as I walked, I was looking up at the ceiling decorations instead of where I was going. My foot found the edge, I overbalanced, and down I went, landing hard on my ankle. The sickening crack told me all I needed to know.Five hours later, after a visit to Christian Barnard Hospital, I emerged with a moon boot, crutches, and a few nice little pills. But what to do now? Cut short our trip?No. The enterprising tour operator, Faisal, offered to turn our last few days into a custom driving tour. He generously suggested we adjust our itinerary, with him, his young protégé Ryan, and my husband sharing the load to get me around. Then Faisal asked if we’d like a deeper glimpse into Cape Town’s life. Would we be interested in seeing how African people live in Cape Town? Faisal and Ryan were both people of colour. Would we like to visit African homes and learn about their culture, their current way of life, and what it was like under apartheid?Of course, we would!Over the next few days, we were met with huge smiles, welcomed into the homes of strangers, and embraced as new Aussie friends. We learned and experienced so much more than we ever could have if I’d been fully mobile.Every so often, especially when travelling, something magical happens. A small setback can lead to a momentous memory.It did for me in Cape Town.-Carol Goddard

By Carol Goddard So there we were, our last night in Montmartre, before a very early start the next morning, the beginning of our trek home to Australia after a glorious European holiday.Hubby, knowing my penchant for making any situation into a celebration, gives me warning:“Carol, we’re having a quiet night tonight. Just a few bevies at the pub down the street, a meal and an early night- got a 5am start tomorrow.”Off we walk down Rue Lepic, in the heart of Montmartre, a stones throw from naughty Pigalle, teeming with cocktail hour activity, and only minutes away from the Moulin Rouge.Lux BarSo we take up our stools at the bar in the little pub called The Lux, to do all our “lasts”; last drinks, last food, last people watching.We have sampled the delights of the Lux on a few previous nights, and the very outgoing waiter Max found us Aussies quite delightful.So much so that he had talked about us to a group of his regulars, who happen at this moment to be sitting at a nearby table , ensconced in drinking aperitifs , and playing a card game.These regulars are students from the nearby Sorbonne, 5 young men and women aged in their late 20s. And they apparently find us Aussie oldies to be quite fascinating.From their table they strike up a conversation with us. They introduce themselves; they are extremely articulate, and friendly.We are polite in our responses, and Max assures us they are “good kids”.They ask us to join them at their table.We respectfully decline, telling them we were only there for The One.A few minutes later, 2 little blue shots are brought to us by Max.Our new friends have shouted us.And they are now going on a Parisian pub crawl , and would we like to join them?I sense that this is potentially going to be the start of one of those travel adventures we would long remember. And I so want to join these kids.But: we have that early start looming.And, more to the point, are we being reckless, going off with a bunch of kids we’d just met? In a bar?? In a foreign country?We throw caution to the wind.And so begins a surreal, memorable, crazy pub crawl through the streets of Montmartre, which I still remember to this day with a smile and a happy heart.We go from bar to bar. All of them are student haunts, none we as tourists would have found on our own, let alone frequented.Some are so packed with bodies it is almost impossible to move. Music pumps, lights flash, and conversation due to noise is impossible.And at each place we have a different drink, bought for us by our new friends.I recall one drink which has smoke emanating from it , intriguing!Fortunately, David, one of our new friends, summons up some cheese, meats and cornichons with bread to accompany the cocktails, and in the ensuing conversation he tells me his family owns a vineyard in Bordeaux, and wants him to join the family business, which he has no interest in doing.This was just one of many tales that night.Over the next hours , we learn so much about the lives of these kids we’ve only just met. One is a local radio DJ, one has recently been released from jail, crime unspecified.And at 1am, it is time to eat.This is Montmartre. You can find a meal at any time. And so we eat pizza, their choice, drink Amaretto , as you do at 1am, and finally say goodbye to our young French friends.And of course ,we pay for everyone’s meal, before staggering back to our hotel at 3am.Yes: that early start is in 2 hours time.Much the worse for wear, we are soon on our way back to Australia.And the memories of that “quiet night” still make me glow all these years later.

Every 11 years, the sun goes through a cycle of activity, which greatly influences the visibility and intensity of auroras. We are currently in Solar Cycle 25, and it is predicted to peak between now and 2025. This peak period, known as the solar maximum, brings with it heightened chances of witnessing stunning auroras like the Aurora Borealis. During these peaks, the sun experiences increased solar flares and coronal mass ejections, which cause the particles to interact more dramatically with Earth's magnetic field, producing more vibrant and frequent auroras. The good news for aurora enthusiasts is that this solar maximum is predicted to be a "moderate" one, meaning it will last longer than shorter, more intense cycles. Experts anticipate that prime aurora-watching conditions will extend for several years beyond the peak—likely into 2028. So, even if you miss the peak of the solar maximum, the next few years are still a perfect window to plan an aurora sighting trip. The next two northern winter seasons (2024-2025 and 2025-2026) will be ideal for the best chances of seeing the Northern Lights, as the long nights and high solar activity coincide. Top viewing locations include regions in the Arctic Circle like Norway, Sweden, Finland, Iceland, and parts of Canada and Alaska. Therefore, this is an optimal time to plan your aurora-chasing trip, as the next few years are set to deliver some of the best displays in decades. If you're keen to catch nature's most captivating light show, now is the time to start preparing your journey to the northern skies. The team at Travel Focus Group are experts in planning journeys to help maximise your chances of witnessing this extraordinary natural phenomenon.

In Andorra, roundabouts are adorned with striking sculptures that not only catch the eye but also celebrate the local culture. These artistic installations bring a sense of identity and pride to their towns and serve as landmarks for visitors. It got me thinking: could we do something similar in Kiama? At our main roundabout on Terralong street we do have our memorial arch to the side which is iconic and widely celebrated as a Kiama landmark and the fabulous seasonal garden plantings.While it’s not something I have seen in Australia, placing iconic statues on our roundabouts could be a wonderful way to showcase our unique heritage. Imagine a sculpture of a cow, paying homage to our rich dairy history. It would reflect the importance of agriculture to our community and stand as a proud symbol of our past and present.These installations could also offer a great point of interest for tourists, giving them an extra reason to stop and explore. Much like in Andorra, where the sculptures depict aspects of local life – from sport to wildlife – we could celebrate our own story through art.Roundabout sculptures could be designed in collaboration with local artists, ensuring the pieces are not only beautiful but also meaningful to the community. From historical figures to natural elements, these statues would enhance the visual appeal of our town while fostering a deeper sense of connection to our roots.The initiative could become a tourist attraction in itself, making our town more memorable to visitors and creating a talking point that could draw people from everywhere to experience what we have to offer. There’s also an environmental benefit. Instead of the usual advertising boards, roundabouts would become a space for creativity and reflection, showcasing art that both locals and tourists can appreciate.While the idea of roundabout statues may be new to Australia, it’s worth considering. It could celebrate our heritage, and create a welcoming landmark for all who pass through. What are your thoughts? Could we follow Andorra’s example and embrace the potential for art to reflect who we are?

Why use the services of a Travel Agent?In an age where DIY travel bookings are just a click away, many travellers ask, “Why use a travel agent?” It’s a great question, so here are the top reasons why working with a travel agent can transform your next adventure into a seamless, memorable experience.Expert support during uncertainty. The COVID-19 pandemic highlighted the value of having professional support when travel plans go awry. When borders closed and flights were cancelled, our team at Travel Focus Group was able to step in, recover funds, and rearrange complex itineraries. Without the assistance of a travel agent, many travellers faced overwhelming challenges trying to manage these disruptions independently. A travel agent provides peace of mind by handling unexpected changes and making sure you’re never left stranded.Insider knowledge and exclusive experiences. One of the biggest advantages of working with a travel agent is their wealth of expertise and insider knowledge. At Travel Focus Group, we have spent decades developing relationships with top ground operators around the world. This means we can provide unique experiences that are often unavailable through online booking platforms. Some examples include:Exclusive access to landmarks: Imagine touring the Sistine Chapel after hours, away from the tourist crowds.Private, customised tours: Experience Bhutan with a local guide who has personal connections with the royal family.Bespoke experiences: Whether it’s a secluded villa in the Maldives or a private wine-tasting tour in Tuscany, we ensure your trip is unforgettable.Time-saving convenience. Planning a complex itinerary can be a daunting task. A travel agent removes the stress by handling every aspect of your trip, from flights and accommodation to transfers and tours. You don’t have to spend hours comparing options, navigating logistics, or managing bookings. A travel agent's expertise ensures everything runs smoothly so that you can relax and focus on enjoying your holiday.Personalised service tailored to you. A key difference between booking online and using a travel agent is the level of personalised service. We take the time to understand your unique preferences, interests, and needs. Whether you prefer luxury, adventure, culture, or a mix of everything, we plan the perfect itinerary for you.Custom travel plans: Your holiday will reflect what’s important to you, whether that’s exploring local food markets or relaxing in a spa resort.Attention to detail: From dietary preferences to special occasions, we ensure your trip is tailored to your specific requirements.Additional benefits of using a travel agent.Access to deals and upgrades: We often secure special rates, room upgrades, or extra perks not available to the general public.Assistance with travel documents: We help with visas, travel insurance, and other essential paperwork to make sure you’re prepared.In short, using a travel agent enriches your travel experience by offering expertise, exclusive access, and peace of mind. Let us plan your next unforgettable journey, leaving you with nothing to worry about except enjoying the adventure.

After travelling by sea to the Antarctic Peninsula from Ushuaia, Argentina in 2022, we were hooked. Sailing to such a remote destination and witnessing the sheer breathtaking beauty and unique wildlife convinced my wife and I, and our Antarctic travelling companions, to travel to the opposite end of the globe and experience the Arctic in July/August of this year. An earlier portion of our two-month journey included a couple of weeks in Scandinavia, immersing ourselves in some of the rich maritime history of the Danish, Swedish and Norwegians. Svalbard polar bearMy interest in the polar regions was piqued after having read much literature about polar explorers, particularly regarding the period known as the ‘heroic age’, a time when the South Pole had yet to be reached by man. Stories of Robert Falcon Scott in the Terra Nova and Ernest Shackleton in the ill-fated Endurance and later Australians such as Mawson, capture the imagination of gritty tenacious and resilient men, with dogged determination, battling the harshest of environments. Having sailed to Antarctica in six-star luxury and preparing for the same hospitality within a few days, I found myself standing onboard the exploration ship, Fram, in the museum of the same name in Bygdoy, Oslo. I was completely in awe that such a relatively small wooden ship, with its respective exploration crews, had achieved so much. Owned by Norwegian scientist and explorer Fridtjof Nansen, Fram was the first ship to navigate the furthest north in Arctic pack ice under the command of Nansen (1893-96) and then the Arctic Archipelago, under the command of Otto Sverdrup (1898-1902) and finally the furthest South to Antarctica under the command of Roald Amundsen (1910-12). Amundsen had duped the King of Norway and the Ship’s owner into believing that he was headed North to achieve the North Pole, when in fact he was headed South. Amundsen subsequently beat Scott to the South Pole by 34 days, in what itself was an amazing feat of human endurance, well beyond the immense sea journey just to reach the Antarctic coast. IttoqqortortoormiitA few days later we flew from Oslo to Longyearbyen in Svalbard (previously known as Spitzbergen), a Norwegian archipelago on the 78th parallel in the Arctic Ocean. It was here that we joined our Arctic Islands cruise. After landing on what can only be described as a corrugated runway, we had a brief opportunity to tour Longyearbyen, witnessing their unique lifestyle, defunct coal mines, crystal clear skies fringed by mountains layered with huge avalanche barriers.  Longyearbyen Miners monumentMany signposts reminded us to constantly look over our shoulder for polar bears; Svalbard being home to a population of approximately 3000 of the apex predators.  Longyearbyen is also home to the world’s northern most university (UNIS), covering mainly Arctic biology, geology and geophysics research subjects up to PhD level. Almost on queue to becoming aware of this fact, we witnessed a group of studious young ladies with six packs of coolers leaving the local bottle shop giggling their way back to the dorm house. Longyearbyen main streetLongyearbyen is also home to a global seed vault, housing over a million seeds from plants worldwide. Once aboard our discovery yacht, we were quickly unpacked and I spent time setting up my camera and video equipment ready to capture our journey. Finally underway and with champagnes in hand, there was no hiding from the bitterly cold arctic winds whipping across the foredeck. Looking skyward, it was apparent that the sun was circumnavigating above the horizon and was not going to set; only our realisation that we had reached the land of the midnight sun. The Svalbard coastline provided some spectacularly rugged mountainous vistas and our first polar bear sighting. A lone bear stalked along a snowcapped ridgeline, momentarily glancing over its shoulder as if to acknowledge our distant presence, before sauntering into a valley.In total, we had six polar bear encounters on our cruise, but none too close, as tour operators have regulated a minimum closure of 500 metres, as to not disturb their habitat and existence. We enjoyed a sea kayaking expedition at Samarinbreen along a glacial front, the cool crisp air and tranquillity giving way momentarily only to the thunderous cracking and popping of nearby icebergs and glacial calving. Gashamna was home to a long abandoned whaling station with whalebone remnants and crumbling derelict buildings being the remaining hints of its existence. Gashamna WhalebonesA few days later we sailed toward eastern Greenland. One of our destinations was the picturesque town of Ittoqqortortoormiit, the remotest town in Greenland, nestled in Scoresbysund, the largest Fiord in the world. With a population of around 350, the colourful dwellings appeared like lego blocks in the distance as the ship slowly bumped its way through the ice floe towards the town and an eerie blanket of fog. Quiet yet friendly locals, with leathery weatherbeaten skin go about their business; sled dogs bark and howl from their restraints whilst their pups run amok, entertaining us and local children. GeysirStretched over a sled on a container top is the skin of a polar bear; reminding us of their harsh and primal existence, hunting only for survival. Two landmarks that catch our attention are the beautiful and quaint local church, where children dressed in cultural attire greet us with wide smiles, and the local soccer field with its very green astro turf, both very important aspects for the locals of an otherwise extremely isolated way of life. Some of the locals are later treated to a tour and lunch onboard our ship. It is a great initiative in which locals and their children, that openly welcome us into their town, are treated to some of the creature comforts and hospitality from the outside world. For much of the year the town is thrust into darkness and locked in by ice and summer tourism is an important boost for the local economy. We visited numerous parts of the Scorsbysund fiord system, each with rare and spectacular beauty and an abundance of wildlife and birds. One such morning we were on a zodiac trip amongst the bear islands when we spotted our first Musk ox for the trip. Whilst safely perched behind my 600mm lens on the zodiac, the steely gaze of the large adult male spoke volumes of his powerful desire to protect his patch from would be intruders. Before leaving Greenland, we found ourselves sliding past huge icebergs in the waters near Nordosbugt and the Captain gave the all clear, for those of us foolhardy enough, to take an arctic plunge from the stern marina deck. The icy waters were a balmy five degrees Celsius and our brief plunge was followed by a stiff beverage at the bar before melting into the upper deck spa to thaw out.Puffin - Vigur IslandAfter crossing the Denmark Strait, we reached our penultimate destination of Isafjordur in Iceland. Our ship nestled into a berth in the harbour and on the following morning we took a 30 minute a boat trip to nearby Vigur Island. The Island is privately owned and home to thousands of nesting and migratory birds, such as Puffins, Guillemots, Eider ducks and Arctic terns. We were fortunate and felt privileged to witness so many birds hunting for fish in the ever-bountiful local waters, and delivering their respective catches to their hungry chicks. It was my most rewarding day behind the lens and with so much activity, it was over all too quickly before our boat was ready to depart. On our final morning aboard we arrived in Reykjavik, where we disembarked the ship and stayed on for five days. We explored the city, as well as conducting a day trip of the ‘Golden Circle’, a popular route for tourists. The route took us to the Thingvellir National Park. The park is a UNESCO World Heritage listed site and home to the origins of the Althing, the Icelandic parliament system founded in 930AD, as well as a geological phenomenon, the divergence of the European and North American tectonic plates. We also visited the Gullfoss waterfall and Geysir geothermal park and the Kerid volcanic crater before heading back toward Reykjavik. Our final treat for the day was a visit to the Blue Lagoon geothermal pools near the town of Grindavik. Arriving on the bus, we could clearly see the steam still emanating from huge walls of lava deposited from the most recent eruptions. We had been briefed that another eruption from the nearby fault line was imminent and that a 30-minute evacuation plan would be activated if necessary. In the preceding 24 hours volcanologists had recorded some 60 local seismic events, a sure sign that things were about to heat up. We never felt unsafe though, as the locals were very well versed in the drill of evacuation, and we enjoyed our two hours soaking in 38 degrees Celsius geothermally heated waters adorned with our mineral face clay and a cool drink in hand. IttoqqortortoormiitThe rest of our visit was spent visiting many of the local features of Reykjavik, including the Perlan centre, learning more about glaciers, volcanos and their associated natural phenomena, as well as sampling many culinary delights, enjoying this wonderfully colourful and vibrant city, complete with its many decorated buildings and walls. There is only so much you can fit into such an overseas adventure but without doubt, having sampled the Arctic Islands, we are convinced of going back to see so much more that this remote, rugged and spectacularly beautiful region of the world has to offer.

Coleridge’s poem was ringing in my ears as we approached the ancient city of Xanadu, which now lies in ruins apart from its walls. It was deserted in 1430. Our destination lay two days away, north of the Gobi Desert.  The herding nomads were struggling to survive on the steppes because of climate change and the encroaching sands. We had volunteered to help a family set up a pony trek operation so tourists from the west could explore the world of the nomads. This would help subsidise the family. 2008 was way before the concept of glamping arrived so we were starting from scratch, using two Gers (portable, round tents covered and insulated with skins or felt) and our destination was a very small Russian built shelter that housed Grandparents, parents and four young children that were being home schooled.What struck us first was the scarcity of water that was fetched daily from a well by the children. On the journey from Ulaan Batar we noticed that vodka was way more plentiful than water. Drinking water only came in a bottle. In one stopover I resorted to cleaning my teeth in vodka!   We were each given a small (500ml) tin of water to wash in per day. Standing in a plastic laundry tub we poured the water over our heads and washed our clothes in the dirty water left in the tub. For a ‘clean freak’ like me it was a shock to the system. There was not a skerrick of comfort anywhere…hard beds, hard stools, hard dried yak meat to snack on. For people who survive in this region where it is above 40 degrees in summer and below 40 degrees in winter, the word comfort did not appear in their lexicon.The horses were a typical sturdy Mongolian pony breed, hardy steeds that could go all day regardless of the conditions. The saddles were the biggest obstacle in making this business successful. The original design, unchanged since the days of Genghis Khan, were made of wood with a small amount of padding and large metal ornamental medallions that chafed the rider. The sort of thing one would expect in the Spanish Inquisition. After the first days riding my legs were black and blue. Any delusions I had of being a tough outback woman vanished.So much travel today is focused on food…but not here! That is unless you like boiled meat (no seasoning or salt and pepper). Vegetables sometimes made an appearance as a green pea or fragment of carrot. The highlight of our trip was when this family decided to hold a special dinner in our honour and celebrated by killing one of their goats (a very precious commodity).  Neighbours were invited to join in and while the men did the slaughtering and skinning the women prepared the meal. There was not one skerrick of that animal that wasn’t used. The best cuts were roasted for the celebration and served with their best vodka and beer. The meat was eaten from one big central platter using only a knife. I must admit it was beautifully succulent.The group sang songs of past glories and mournful songs of loss. The vodka was drunk from a common bowl handed around to all. We were all made feel at one. The Mongolians are a gentle Buddhist people, nothing like their ancestors who marauded through Asia and Europe.  I was surprised to find that Genghis Kahn is still spoken of very often and his face and name appears on the labels of almost everything from soap, vodka, fuel, food stuff, cars and general business products. It is as if he only passed away last week. After two weeks we had to move on, however we kept in contact with Mendee even up until now. His pony treks were so successful that two of his three kids have graduated from universities in America and his family now do their own traveling overseas.  When we got home we would send him good comfortable saddles and other horsey items and gifts for the kids. It was a win-win for all despite the fact that we and others could only help a little. None of the volunteers belonged to big NGOs but were random travellers and backpackers, just lending a hand to very enterprising people.

‘Relax and float downstream’, sang John Lennon with The Beatles in ‘Tomorrow never knows’, and in Western Samoa, amongst the friendly people, aquamarine seas and clear blues skies, that’s what you do.Welcome or ‘Talofa’ as the Samoans say. A proud Polynesian people who sailed thousands of kilometres, navigating by stars, wind, birds and swell, without maps or compasses, to settle around 3000 years ago.We hired an excellent small car from Motu for about $80.00 (Aud) per day and took off on our 12-day adventure.Western Samoa is two islands. Upolu with its capital Apia, and the larger island Savaii, the third largest island in Polynesia after Hawaii and Tahiti.A car ferry connects Upolu and Savaii and it’s wise to book ahead.Like many pacific islanders, a belief in God, family and community binds these people in a spiritual union lost in the west. The sheer number of churches, some the size of cathedrals, is astounding.SAVAIIThe Va-i-Moana Seaside Lodge on the west coast of Savaii, is like the Garden of Eden before the Fall.The traditional fales and cottages front the ocean, where sea breezes lull one to sleep under large white mosquito nets.Savaii is abundant in tropical forests, brilliant bird life, sea turtles, waterfalls and more.Go to the Afu Aau waterfall and stand under the cascading, cold clear water on a hot day. Costs 10 tala per person (about $5.00)Stop and buy freshly cooked chook barbeque chook on the side of the road. It’s a mouth-watering Samoan speciality. The mangoes and paw paws are to die for.On the western end of Savaii, off the beach at Falealupo, snorkel amongst neon fish as they dart around coral outcrops.The night sky is plastered with stars, which on some nights, reflect on the pond-still sea, turning sea into stars and stars into sea.UPOLUFiafia - The Fire Dance. Source: Kate Roberts.At the Le Vasa resort on Upolu, the bungalows stretch along the coast, each with an ocean view. There’s a good outdoor restaurant (western prices), a pool and a games room for the kids.On the south coast, picture postcard beaches with white sand run from inlet to inlet. Lalomanu beach is one of the top ten beaches in the world, although it can get windy in high season.The To-Sua Ocean Trench or giant swimming hole, is not to be missed. The 30 metre ladder down to the swimming pool, is a small test of courage but adds to the thrill. Cost 20 tala per person.It’s worth catching traditional dancing at a Fiafia night (happy night) at one of the big resorts in Apia. The men’s fire dances brings out the warrior spirit while the women’s dances are more professional and enchanting. In the 1800s sailors jumped ship to be with them.Fiafia night woman. Source: Kate Roberts.Take a tour of Robert Louis Stevenson’s house in Apia. There is an exceptional display of photographs from the late 1800s and the young female guide sings Requiem, a Stevenson poem at the end of the tour. Cost 20 tala per person.Samoa is safe for unaccompanied women. One woman said she felt safer on the islands than in Sydney.English is not the Samoan’s first language but most people can speak it. Learning some basic local phrases will make you popular.Older western tourists complain the customer service is slow. That might be true but what’s the hurry when you are in paradise?With a favourable Australian dollar compared to the local currency, and low food and accommodation prices, Samoa is primed to be the next tourist hotspot.We flew from Sydney to Brisbane in late July. Then a five hour flight with Virgin International to Faleolo International Airport on Upolu for $750.00 per person return. The high season is July to October.

Winter 1973 finds me living in the Five Ways Paddington, scouring the Sydney Morning Herald for snow jobs - any job would do. I felt hemmed in by Sydney and that it was time to venture forth to the Snowy Mountains again. Chance dictated that the first vacancy that came up was a position at the Kosciuszko Chalet situated at Charlotte Pass, which boasts being the birthplace of skiing in Australia. It was the smallest, highest and most beautiful ski resort in Australia. A grand old stone building, totally snow bound. It looked like a French Chateau that had been plucked out of the European Alps and dropped into the Australian Alps. Akin to the Hydro Majestic in the Blue Mountains with classic old world charm, there was not a skerrick of cold modern minimalist furniture in sight - thankfully.Walking out of the cold, windy environment into the rustic high ceilinged room one feels transported back in time. Heavy velvet drapes, wood panelling, robust antique furnishings, sepia photos on the wall depicting skiers in the 20’s and 30’s. Open fires are used to keep the rooms warm, the gentle crackling inviting guests to take a seat and slowly sip some gluhwein to ‘warm the cockles of their hearts’.I was a staff member of the hotel doing the most menial job with the greatest amount of free time on snow. Snow that didn’t come! For most of that winter the only skiable snow was near the summit or over the Snowy River to the main range. It was accessible only on foot. The guests would be driven along the road to the summit to ski the drifts at Rawsons Pass. The ‘hard core’ members of the staff would climb up to Carruthers peak. After crossing the Snowy River (in our bare feet) we would then have to climb for at least two hours in our heavy alpine boots to the peak, then strap on our skis and schuss back home. The experience was arduous, freezing and thrilling. This behaviour demonstrates how deeply the lust for snow ran in our souls. There was no job too hard, no accommodation too wretched, and no conditions too miserable to prevent us from attempting to get the tips of our skis pointing downhill. A form of divine madness, I feel.The lack of snow however did not dampen the ‘fun factor’ for both staff and guests. The jazz band Galapagos Duck were our residential band for most of the winter. They were a wonderful source of entertainment. What more could we ask for?  Maybe a good supply of hash for some and brandy for others?The night life was fabulous and quiet often lasted till the first rose glow of sunrise appeared over the horizon turning the landscape into fields of sparkling crystals. We were all escapees from the city enjoying the freedom of the mountains and the companionship of our newfound friends.I recognise that Charlotte Pass does not have the long and challenging runs of the larger ski resorts however it more than makes up for that with its ambience. It may be flawed bliss, but I draw comfort from the existence of a place that has bravely shunned the vagaries of fashion. It celebrates the grandeur of small things.