I’m a terrible criminal. Not that I’ve actively tried to be better. But every time in my life that I’ve done something wrong or illegal, I’ve been caught for it. Immediately.

There were some signs in hindsight that could have tipped me off. Changes in me that my mental health was slipping. Spiralling steadily downhill. Like a slinky down a staircase.

Life on the road has been busy. Today is our last day in Tassie. Here’s what we’ve been up to, in a nutshell.

There’s so much to say about Cradle Mountain – Lake St Clair National Park. This UNESCO World Heritage Site, with it’s remarkable rainforests, wandering wombats, and alpine peaks really did live up to the hype.

Middle Man and I took a flight back home to QLD for the weekend, leaving Big Boy and Crazy Cat with Hubby. Here’s what they got up to exploring in and around Hobart.