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IT WAS LATE on a cold Friday evening when I dropped into Desire bookshop. Cars’ headlights had been turned on

I’VE JUST FINISHED reading Johnson Dean’s Shooting the Franklin — early canoeing on Tasmania’s wild rivers, and have come away

We inhabit our own geographies... geographies formed by patterns of movement from home to work, from home to our recreational

Tasmania, some time in the 1970s. CLAAAANG! Someone slams the car door and the party sets off into the early

PERHAPS I DIDN’T KNOW how to enjoy hardship. Perhaps I wasn’t cut out for this sort of thing. Perhaps the

Tasmania, the late 1970s. UP AND UP. Through a dark, wet forest of towering trees. Along a rough track that

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