…we were eager to try some Singapore food for lunch at a restaurant we had noticed on Bourke Street earlier… the moment we left the hotel, there were hordes of people parading before us…

Julie wasn’t too crazy about the weather as she had hoped to see the long awaited Twelve Apostles without this cold, Antarctic storm being blasted our way…

The day had begun with a disappointing Trentham Falls as it barely had any flow over its impressive basalt cliff. Then, we had difficulty finding Sailors Falls because it had been bone dry and…

…we were dismayed to find that the street we were supposed to take had closed… But when the next street came around, it too was closed. Then the next street and the next. What was going on?

As Julie and I strolled around the CBD of Canberra looking for a place to eat, we couldn’t quite figure out why so many people were dressed to impress. Complicating the scene was the menacing skies…

Sometimes you get a little more than what you’ve bargained for. And it appeared to be the case here. While I welcomed the rain to enhance our waterfall viewing in the face of Australia’s drought…

With simultaneously growing anticipation and doubt, mom and I took the apparent advice from the pair of hikers we talked to and scrambled down the slickrock and into the bushy depths of Calf Creek…

While my thoughts were on the task ahead as we had planned to see at least three waterfalls around the city’s suburbs, I increased the cruise control to 100km/h. Suddenly…

Still, we didn’t know what it was nor did we know if it was life threatening. So once we got into the visitor center, Julie asked the Aboriginal woman behind the cashier if she had ever seen…

As the helicopter landed, Julie and I gave each other a very confused and puzzled look. We weren’t sure what had happened, but the sinking feeling of being ripped off and not being able to see…

The receptionist then told us that they would substitute the Jim Jim Falls/Twin Falls excursion with a trip out to Gunlom Falls. Julie and I knew this was unacceptable since we had just driven there..

It was too late in terms of the impact the camera made with the ground, but I also had to wipe away all that sand and salt that was suddenly all over the newly-bought expensive device…

Driven by the thought of trying to get that sought-after firefall, my wife and I went on another spontaneous Yosemite trip. I was concerned about my old 1990 Legend making it…

It had been over an hour since the last Tavoro Waterfall we had seen. The footing was slippery with almost every step we took and we had to endure three rope-assisted stream crossings…

When I walked over to the bridge, it was clear there was a waterfall down there. The problem was that I wasn’t sure how to safely get down there. After a few minutes of looking around for a way…

For some reason, I kept thinking about dirty dishes when I laid my eyes on the liquid before me. But my sense of curiosity was every bit as strong as strong as well. Besides, everyone was looking…

As we started to leave the base of the Savu-i-One Waterfall, Julie started to notice that her left arm was starting to feel numb. We weren’t quite sure what had happened…

By now, I was getting tired of driving. Just how much longer did we have to drive until we arrive at Storslett? Complicating the situation was that I badly needed a restroom break…

As I was taking the best photos that I could of Muldalsfossen (foliage in the way and all), I realized that something kept touching my behind – and it was breathing…

Just then, a police car with a pair of officers pulled up from behind us and had its high beams flashed onto us. Clearly, they must’ve thought we were up to no good…