Its not quite as intense as the leadup to the latest and greatest earth observation satellite launch.. I mean, we don’t have engineers over checking out our packing boxes for structural integrity – but woah – I always forget how much work packing up a life, well, three lives now, is.
We’re leaving Tasmania on Friday, 3 days from now. Its quite amazing to think we’re about to dovetail the various piles of stuff around our house into two cars… and the fun part is we’re not really sure where we’re going to land yet!
Well, we know where we will be for the first month – kicking back on the shores of the Mitta river at Bel’s parents property living the unconnected life and enjoying a really very necessary slowdown. No mobile phone, no TV, no internet, no mains power. Ahh..
I have a month off, so its time to unwind, and time to organise the next phase of life. Oh, and since we’ll be just down the road from the snow, time for a mission or two. I’m looking forward to slogging it out in the white stuff – it seems like its been a long time since the fires of wilderness adventures have been let loose to burn bright.
..and once I’m thoroughly cold, wet, exhausted, and burned out, I’ll come home to an amazing little family, a warm wood-fired home by the river, and peace.
My only fear is that the time will pass all too quickly… better make sure every moment counts! Next post? from the north island, and some time away…
seeya then!