Tales From The Tar Baby "Southward Ho!"

Being recollections and observations of 1950's 60's and 70's trips between Alice Springs and Adelaide, comparisons with the journey today and tales of our more recent travels and adventures in and about Adelaide, South Australia's Riverlands and the eastern Eyre Peninsular wheat fields to as far as Port Lincoln, the latter amid the comfort and amenities of our touring coach/motor home "Tar Baby".
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Words: 8,220
Language: Australian English
ISBN: 9781311710598
About Lindsay Johannsen

There's not a lot to tell really, though on reflection, looking back on it through the lens of one’s recollections and memories, the whole business seems more akin to an extended Huckleberry Finn adventure, but set in the vastness of Central Australia.

Born, raised and schooled in Alice Springs; taken from the leafy glades of learning mid-way through Year-eight to work at my father's remote little copper mine; later employed for some years driving his cattle-hauling road trains – him having pioneered road trains and the cattle hauling business (see "Kurt Johannsen: A Son of the Red Centre").
Married in the fullness of time; built a bush homestead on the northern edge of the Simpson Desert and raised a family there, all while running a small tungsten mining business and provisioning the hundred or so Aboriginal people local to the area who adopted us.
Sold our mine and homestead a few years after the kids had flown the coop, acquired a forty foot (12m) touring coach, converted it into a big steel-wheel mobeel Palaise-de-passion motor home and took to the roads of this great land of Oz - in the main visiting our offspring (most of whom had moved to coastal regions), our grandchildren generally and a couple of great grandies, plus various friends and associates from years gone by.

So these days all I have to do is keep the missus happy – my Bride my Precious Lamb and Flower of the Early Mid Morning.
'Anywhere you wish, my darling,' I tell her. 'You just say the word and we'll be on our way.'
So it's free as the breeze, we are now, out and about having wild and exciting adventures and being amazingly cool generally.

Best job I ever had.

About the Series: Tales From The Tar Baby
This is a partially illustrated travelogue series of sorts, Dear Reader, wherein I describe some of our travels and adventures in the motorhome Tar Baby. I feel obliged to warn you, however, that it comes with all of the free-ranging reminiscences, observations, comments and asides that came to mind as I wrote - the majority of them relevant but others a little less so. Some are drawn from events recent and some from earlier lifetimes and journeys, while others are simple reflections on life's grand adventure and the universe in general.

And, being a seasoned traveller yourself, you will recognise at once which of the pictures I paint are fair-dinkum honest-to-God "Struth!!!", which of them are slightly less so, and which have been spiced with the salt of irreverence or a modicum of lunacy - as the whim will have taken me. And if you've ever been taken by a whim, mon ami, you'll know exactly what to watch for.

So come join us. Fill your glass and let me show you where the winds of fate have taken us, all full of joi-de-vrie so to speak (or whatever it says on the empties), our faces turned to the dawn of a bright new day.

I wrest my case.

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