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January 18, 2013

Rhythm of Camping

I am writing from Coles Bay, Tasmania – famous as Australia first Plastic Bag-free town!

After 3 weeks in Tasmania we finally scored some waves this morning – a lovely little right at Bicheno. Whilst waiting for set waves on my SUP I started thinking about the rhythm we are in on this leg of our journey around Tasmania.

We have stopped asking each other  the question – “What time is it?”. Our day is quite simply regulated by the rumblings in our tummies and the rise and fall of the sun. We have realised how time-bound life is at home. We are also cherishing every moment of this time-boundless trip. Whilst I write this, Ingrid and Griff are playing a card game, Lachie is writing his journal and Hamish is playing music on the iPad. No plans and no deadlines. It’s living a life of Open Space where passion (doing the things we love) is bounded by a discipline … a responsibility for things like keeping our camper organised and for teaching (un-schooling) our kids on-the-road.

    

Left – Kids keep the daily budget so we can stick to our target!
Right – Our Mr7 (Lachie) writes a daily journal … he has a unique “in-the-moment” style

I’ve been applying Open Space Technology to my work with groups of people for years now, and every so often the simplicity of the Open Space principles amazes me. Like I said above, this camping trip is not bounded by the clock on my iPhone – “Whenever it starts is the right time” and “When it’s over it’s over”. We have a plan but we riff around the pre-thought notes and, like this morning’s surf,  seize opportunities as they arise – “Whatever happens is the only thing that could have”. We meet people along the way and form new relationships. In the remote bush camps, kids are amazing at launching into a day of beautiful play without the toys and stuff we left behind at home. Kids are not selective about who they play with and, from what I’ve observed, apply the principle “Whoever come are the right people” naturally.

And on that note … I’ve got two kids at my side pestering me with a sing song version of “I’m Hungry …”. I’ll leave this post with selection of kids’ creations in and around campsite across Tasmania.

                        

 

GeoffBrown | Being Present, Gone Supping, Just observations

2 Comments

  1. Chris Corrigan January 18, 2013 @ 3:50 pm

    Love this. Lived out of my car for three months with caitlin when we moved out west. Learned all about Open Space then. Raised the kids for 13 years without school, know about that too. And was out SUPping on a perfectly flat and cold part pf the same ocean you’re in, so I know about that too.

    Sounds fantastic, loving the odd updates mate.

  2. GeoffBrown January 18, 2013 @ 6:28 pm

    Chris, Nice to know we are, at the very least, connected by the same stretch of ocean. Gotta say … when on Bruny Island last week (43 Deg south) I felt a real resonance between Bruny and Bowen … a life with a ferry timetable always in mind, temperate rainforest, mountains, great food and sweeping ocean views. You’d love it on Bruny. Love to Caitlin and the kids! G

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