Where are we supposed to walk?

Which way do we go Jodes?”

I don’t know.”

What do you mean you don’t know?”

Well, I don’t.”

I’d asked Tony to hit some local walking trails with me to explore our new home at Samford and I’d stumbled across a Reserve (Undambi Reserve) last week.

Whilst taking some back streets in the car to explore, I saw the signs and a gate and I thought – “Cool….Walking trails….”

And that was that.

So the weekend rolls around and I convince Tony, (which really wasn’t that hard) to explore it with me. So I grabbed my boots and started to lace up.

You’re putting your boots on babe?”

“Yeh, well the trails are in the bush, so these will be better than my runners”

He nods and then grabs his own boots and then we head off to the Reserve.

Looking up at the mountains I took in the sunshine and the pending sunset and closed my eyes and smiled.

So peaceful.

And then the questions started from Tony.

“So where are the trails?”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I don’t know!”

“Where are we supposed to walk?!”

“Through here…” I waved my arms ever so vaguely at the bush surrounds.

You see I didn’t have a clear plan, other than to get out to explore.

And there in front of us were Mountains with grass as high as our shoulders and a fire road that had been paved along the fence line of the Reserve.

Tony was clearly struggling with my care-free nature.

What do you mean you don’t know, how do you know there are trails here?”

“Tony, all I know is that it’s a Reserve, which means it’s State Land and we can be here. There has to be some trails here…”

Such depth and intelligence involved with my answers.  I was never good with a debate that needed concrete answers so I used my charm and confidence to win him over.

“Why don’t we just follow the fire road and see where it takes us….?”  <insert my sweet innocent smile with a twinkle in my eye.>

He agreed and we strode it out.

I was slightly panicking that my care-free plans were about to bite me in the bum, but soon enough the fire-trail continued, continued and continued.

Twists and turns, uphill and downhill, around some dams and away from civilization.

I loved it.

And he soon forgot about the need to know exactly where we were and where we were headed.

It reminded me of being a kid again when we first gain our independence and learn how to explore life.


Undambi ReserveNo plans, no structure, just an urge to see what’s out there.

Living on impulse and ideas uninhibited from any conformity.

Taking risks, trying new things and being comfortable with not knowing everything.

Trusting yourself enough to go with your gut and what feels right.

We should do more of that.

We really should.

Jods x

P.S. I took this photo just before the questions started and I can now clearly see Tony’s look of confusion… lol!

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