Out the back with Jack…
The stories behind the images…
Travel tales and adventures out & about with Jack
What if…
Jack and I have been a team for a while now, coming up eight years in November. We’ve done a lot of kilometres together and whenever I’ve driven us into a sticky or sink-y or hairy situation, Jack has driven us right back out with no hassle.
Of course Im convinced my encouragement has helped a lot…
“C’mon buddy you’ve got this, I swear I won’t do it again…”
In charge, on the job, always left behind…
Im the responsible one, but Im always left behind. Jack belongs to me. It’s my job to check him all over and make sure he’s ok. On the fridge, along the windscreen, down on the floor, under the bonnet, up on the roof. You name it, I check it.
In the back of Jack
I thought life was pretty simple when I first started camping in Australia. I bought a fridge, a battery to plug it into, and a big plastic box to hold all the kitchenware/cookware things I would probably need…
Accomodating Jack…
Before moving to Oz I had camped once as an adult and a couple of times as a kid with Girl Guides.
Now camping is a pretty regular event in my life…