Wild

The other day I was bitten by a bull ant. I was out with my son in the Royal National Park. He’s five years old now, but we were out on, for him, a longish walk—a 13km out-and-back jaunt beyond Uloola Falls. While it’s not an especially difficult out

When the northern monsoons have made their way across Bunuba Country in the Kimberley region of Western Australia and the goannas start to get fat, the Bunuba Rangers wait for a bright, yellow flower to appear on sandy river banks. The gilini plant (

Nick had captured our imagination with his idea: An exploratory canyoning expedition to Tasmania. We were sceptical. I mean exploration, don’t you need to have a sponsorship deal to be an explorer? Have backing from National Geographic? Or some sort

Z-Packs, Gossamer Gear, Mountain Laurel Designs—these names might be familiar to those who closely follow the evolution of outdoor equipment, but others more used to browsing their local outdoor store’s well-known brands may be left scratching their

Stepping out into the predawn darkness, crunching across the icy remains of last night’s hailstorm, we picked up the rocky trail that led away from High Camp, shining head torches upwards into the mist. A threehour climb away at the end of this snaki

There’s nothing blissful about this. Frustration, painful disappointment, the spectre of failure; all these feelings are fed by a growing, albeit unspoken, realisation that there is no other way forward, that we’ll have to turn back and retrace more

Every cubic metre of air in the Northern Territory’s Top End contains roughly 8,132 flies. I know this because I am in it, at ground level and 160% humidity, the flies feeding on the sweat of my face and arms and legs, with the backs of my hands and

There can only be one moment like this. There will never be another one quite like it. Even if the opposite was true, I’d choose to forget all other moments, for this. This simple moment, when the clouds lift and the mountains appear, as if a magicia

Along the southernmost coastline of Western Australia’s South West lies a string of beautiful inlets, three of which are particularly special for kayakers: Nornulup, Walpole and Broke Inlets. Fed by dark, slow rivers flowing out of old growth forests

Think of Switzerland and you think of mountains. Big mountains. Grand, soaring massifs, lacing the entire country. And you think of snow; no other nation is as obsessed by winter sports as Switzerland. But while it may be better known for its ski res

In the northeast of New South Wales lies Guy Fawkes River National Park. Rugged and secluded, the park is dissected by wild and scenic rivers, and offers superb opportunities for bushwalking. However, while the park’s east—where access is easy and th

The simple reality is that making something waterproof is both super easy and super cheap. You need look no further than the humble—but utterly waterproof—plastic bag. Get a big bin liner, cut out holes for your arms and head, and voile! You’ll have

Since the brand’s inception almost a decade ago, Hoka One One has become almost synonymous with innovation. What started out as an attempt to make downhill trail running faster, smoother and more enjoyable led to a reinvention of the running shoe. Al

Lighting in the great outdoors has historically been a case of owning a stable of illuminating devices and then choosing one, or several, to take out with you on each trip depending on the outing at hand. A head lamp. A camera flash. A bike light. A

One of the few downsides of bushwalking is that—short of hiring a personal porter for every trip—you generally have to lug your gear with you. Even after rationing out toilet paper, eating all my snacks en route, and sawing my toothbrush in half and

In 1923, a young Bavarian cobbler called Lorenz Wagner decided to break free of family tradition: He would no longer merely repair shoes; he would make them. Lorenz—and his two brothers Hans and Adolf—had been virtually born cobblers. His father Joha