Coffee & New Horizons

The relentless roar of the forties howled its farewell on our last campsite morning. Undeterred, we steered our chariot inland, seeking refuge from the blustery coast.

Penguin, a charming town named after its tuxedoed residents, offered a life-giving refill for our thirsty tanks. Devonport, next, brimmed with fresh fruits and veggies, replenishing our dwindling stocks.

Then, like a knight finding his Excalibur, we stumbled upon the perfect campsite. Nestled beside the gurgling Leven River in Bannons Park, it was a symphony of nature's music, the wind whispering secrets through the trees.

Nights were crisp, demanding an extra layer of armor against the cold. But mornings? Ah, mornings began with the soul-stirring warmth of coffee, its aroma a promise of adventures yet to come.

Our three-night sojourn may not have boasted grand vistas or epic hikes, but it yielded a far greater treasure: clarity and direction for our online business. A new path, brimming with possibilities, stretched before us, and we were eager to explore it.Read more