Journal

“You are only free when you realize you belong no place — you belong every place — no place at all. The price is high. The reward is great”

Maya Angelou

I sit quietly, staring at a rock in a river. It’s my first time here, but the scene in front of me is incredibly familiar. A monolithic rock, made to look small between rugged grey, towering cliffs. Tea trees and eucalyptus grow precariously from any vaguely horizontal surface, stretching upward to see the sun within the towering gorge. Clear, tannin-stained water glides past as the current creates Van Gogh-style swirls, twisting around the base of the rock island.

Paddling the Franklin River Helped Me Appreciate Its Struggle For Preservation

Advocacy and Activism, Outdoors and Adventure

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I would like to acknowledge the First Nations people who have been custodians of land, waters and culture for tens of thousands of years. I understand that the wild places I love to inhabit and explore on this continent have been cared for by First Nations people for millennia. Through listening deeply, I hope to learn from the world's oldest living culture so that together, we too can care for Country, as the indigenous people of this continent have done since time immemorial. This always was, and will be, Aboriginal land.

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