Loving the hills – reprise

COVER - My Big Breast Adventure - INDIEGOGOJust over a year ago I posted Loving the Hills intending it to be a full stop to the my blog series on breast cancer which is about to be released as a book – My Big Breast Adventure or How I Found the Dalai Lama in My Letterbox. The over-arching message of  this last post is acceptance of everything that life throws at us – not just the good stuff, but the stuff that’s not so pleasant or downright awful as well.  In the past few weeks, having launched the Indiegogo crowdfunding campaign to fund the production of my book while continuing to face the many obstacles that seem to spring up daily when one is trying to run a start up publishing enterprise, I confess that I’d all but forgotten this message.  So I repost this blog now, dear readers, mostly for my own benefit but with the ardent hope that the message of acceptance may be just what you need to hear too right about now.  There’s nine days left on my crowdfunding campaign to cover the expenses of producing the book.  I’d sure appreciate your comments, shares and likes and any other contribution you feel you’d like to make in order to get My Big Breast Adventure out there! Thank you, thank you for being my dear readers and for all of your support on this adventure to date.

Mount Tibrogargan just north of Brisbane, rising above the mist of early morning.About a week before I was diagnosed in December 2013 I had the privilege of seeing Janine Shepherd speak at a SHE Business event in Sydney. You may recall that Janine was a member of the Australian cross-country ski team, training for the Calgary Winter Olympics in 1986, when she was hit from behind by a speeding utility truck while on a bike ride. Janine sustained multiple life-threatening injuries, including but not exclusive to a broken neck, back and massive internal damage.

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Wollongong wrap!

imageThe 10th and final day of the tour, folks, and Wollongong – perhaps the most famous of ‘Ongs – is where we find ourselves.  We bunked down just north of the ‘Gongs city centre on the shore of the pictureseque North Beach, which not so long ago segregated bathing for men and women.  There were different changing sheds and bathings times of day for both genders, all of whom were garbed in neck to knee costumes which we doubt had anything at all to do with sun protection! Continue Reading

What’s on in Tomerong?

imageSouth of Gerringong there’s a veritable nest of ‘Ongs that we knew of – Tomerong, Bewong, Comerong Island – and a couple we stumbled upon like Currarong, Yerriyong, Bendalong and Warrawong.  Well may you ask what’s on in Tomerong? The chalk board on the front of the community hall in that town told us there are markets on Saturday, from 8am.  Continue Reading

Tracking to the ‘fearful place’

The view of the Blue Mountains escarpment from Wombat Hill outside of Mittagong
The view of the Blue Mountains escarpment from Wombat Hill outside of Mittagong

Day 8 on the ‘Ong Tour finds us in the NSW Southern Highlands town of Mittagong, a name which is said to come from an Aboriginal word meaning “little mountain”. Other suggested meanings are “a companion” and “plenty of native dogs”, as apparently the hills around Mittagong were home to many dingos at one time.Continue Reading