Recently Broadsheet sent me to the incredible Tasmania to discover the dark side of Australia. My hidden gem, a walk through the wild in Corinna. A few days completely off the grid (no reception or 4g) in west Tasmania’s best kept secret. I stayed in an old mining area called The Corinna, which is surrounded by ancient rain forests right on the edge of the calming Pieman River and surrounded by mountains. 

Early morning spontaneous adventures with my beautiful friend Amelia Jane. My favourite paradise on Oahu. 

Since late last year I have been working on Wanderlust Festival 2015 with Lululemon Athletica. With two visits to the incredibly beautiful Lake Taupo in New Zealand and a weekend on the historic Cockataoo Island in Sydney, I wasn’t expecting to enjoy myself on a job so much. Yoga, mediation, workshops and an abundance of positive attitude and energy with a great team. Exactly what I needed. Nothing feels greater then to see my work in a tangible form.

My second trip to the red centre was one to remember. It’s nice discovering places you don’t know too much about. I try not to do too much beyond the basic research before visiting a place because I find there’s something exciting about getting to a new destination and letting it surprise you.

I’ve always wanted that cabin in the snow with a fireplace experience and Peppers Rundells Alpine Lodge fulfilled that exact fantasy. Only a 5.5hr drive from our home in Melbourne, Steen and I set off along the Great Alpine Road. I remember not too long ago someone recommended this drive to me as they knew of my love adventure and since google imaging it I couldn’t get this place out of my head. 

Feeling nostalgic over home State sharing these photos from a recent trip to The Gold Coast with Flight Centre. What a privilege to be able to spend a few days exploring through the enchanting hinterland and some of the best beaches Queensland has to offer. I grew up driving down to the Gold Coast as often as I could to visit these beaches and it was nice to see it in a different light.. maybe made me want to move back to The Sunshine State. 

Flying into Queenstown was one of the scariest moments of my flying life. Besides one ridiculous flight from OC to SF a few years ago, but I don’t want to remember that one. When the pilot announced that we were expecting turbulence, he wasn’t lying. It was an internal struggle between looking out the window, trying to take photos of the INSANE mountain ranges and trying to hold onto the seat (because for some reason I feel that holding on tightly is going to help save me?!).