Lakes

We left Junction Creek at 09:00 the next morning and turned right along the Port Davey track at the junction that lay just to the south of the camp. The soft and diffused sunlight that morning was very pleasant, but the trail still remained very muddy. It lead to another river crossing approximately a kilometre in, before leading to elevated wooden platforms that lined the track as it crossed the muddy, flat

The Western Arthur Range lies in South-West National park, in south-west Tasmania, and is one of the most dramatic mountain ridges in the whole of Australia. This UNESCO World Heritage Site is known for its glaciated landscapes, jagged quartzite crags, spectacular lakes (approximately 30 of them, and along with the peaks and ridges, were named after celestial objects), unpredictable and violent

The Round Valley Reservoir in New Jersey is well-known for its pristine clear blue waters. The reservoir was formed in 1960 when two large dams flooded the Cushetunk Mountain valley (the Lenape Native American name 'Cushetunk' means 'place of hogs'). The reservoir is the deepest body of water in New Jersey and is also sometimes referred to as the 'Bermuda Triangle' of New Jersey due to the multiple drownings that

I woke up pretty early that day, so after purchasing two cans of Birdee robusta coffee, I made my way over to West Railay to pass the time. There are several ways to get across with most of them passing through alleys and paths until they merge with Walking Street. They are used quite frequently by both tourists and the locals alike and almost everyone can direct you if you have any uncertainties. The trees in

We finally set off for the Tabur West hike after the trip having been postponed from the weekend before. Bukit Tabur is a quartz ridge, that is also known as 'The Dragon Backbone', located at Taman Melawati in Kuala Lumpur. It is apparently the longest quartz outcrop in the world that boasts a wide range of flora and fauna, including Dusky Langurs (Trachypithecus obscurus). I didn't actually see any langurs during

I had another lucid dream that night. For some reason I was in Singapore this time around, and was standing on a beach with a rented bicycle by my side. I was looking out over the ocean and was watching some world-class waves being churned up by hurricane-strength winds. Suddenly, a huge tidal wave swept through the coast and washed away everything in its path except for me. The dream had probably been