You can go your own way

For a long time, I have had an itching to explore the country I am lucky enough to live in. It's sparking clear blue bays, it's powerful surf wildly lapping against eroding golden cliff faces, it's peaks, it's wildlife and the diverse wilderness- from humidity, to dry heat, to freezing cold.

I long to be, in a van decked out with the travelling gypsy essentials, spending months in bikinis, living on the road, reconnecting with the motherland and exploring the country. To pass though each town with a sense of freedom, an interest in its people and anticipating the next adventure. 

But what would an adventure or a memory be without someone to share them with, without a four legged companion, her shiny black coat covered in salt, and her tail set to a permanent wag, but most of all without the love of my life, my yin, best friend, muse and boyfriend. 

To pack up, sell all of your belongings you don't really need, and just live on the bare necessities (stylishly bare) 

The last dancing rays of Summer

With love, Daisy Chain's road trip essentials

- books

- waterproof camera

- endless turquoise rings to keep you safe while travelling

- beach towels

- floppy hat to hide unwashed beach hair

- pure virgin coconut oil to cook with, to eat, to spread on your limbs, and to use as a hair treatment

- bikinis

- bikinis 

- bikinis 

- a glove box stocked up with CDs: Fleetwood Mac, Angus & Julia Stone, The Lumineers, Frank Ocean, Lauren Hill & Triple J Hottest 100 are just a few favorites 

- Jumpsuits; the stylish, practical alternative to a dress when driving long hours

- a bare arm free to pile endless bracelets and souvenirs on

- a bucket list; swim in the tempid water of the Kimberlies, go strawberry picking in Victoria

- a snorkel

Here's a clip I found last night that just furthers my desire to explore.

The triple j Road Trip Relay from ABC Open on Vimeo.