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Published: August 25th 2023
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There's often a pivotal moment when a decision is made to travel to an exotic locale.
For some it is prefaced by procrastination...others a whim...a spur of the moment idea acted upon...others gotta tick a bucket list.
From a moment of vulnerability from a tennis match I never would have thought.
Ours are usually spur of the moment..."I can do that" leading Denise and I on our David Hoo Tour...
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Walking down the memory Lane!
Really Dave, what part of the world haven't you touched yet! Love the reminiscence of your never ending journey in this planet. So, it was the tennis match or Rafa - what really prompted you to take a trip to Kimberly valley? Great photos...my favourite ones are "Our First Sunrise on the Trail" and the reflections of "Magnificent Sunsets". And lucky you...must be a memorable trip with lots of like-minded crowd. Last but not the least, I would have loved to take a drive down the dusty Gibb River Road - my type of wilderness thrill. There is a saying "You either make dust or eat dust". On Gibb River Road, I guess it is both...LOL! “Pulvis et umbra sumus. (We are but dust and shadow.)”