Into the wide blue yonder...
My earliest recollections of travel were with my family, within Scotland. Around the age of 11, we went to the Lake District in England; and when I was 13, I went on a school trip to Scandanavia. When I was 16, my family migrated to Australia but the tyranny of distance did nothing to deter my desire for travel and from there, I set out on numerous trips, alone, then with my wife, then with my wife and son to various parts of the world.
There are many places I have yet to see and I don’t ever expect to see them all but I consider myself very fortunate to have had the opportunity to see what I have seen and experience what I have experienced.
This page has the following sub pages.
