Author Archives: Schütz

There are days on pilgrimage when everything is easy. Mostly these are days when you are walking on one of Victoria’s many wonderful rail-trails. It is smooth, quiet, level, picturesque, etc etc. No problems. There are other days when everything … Continue reading →

So we are underway again. The MacKillop-Woods Way exists more in the realm of ideas than the world of reality at the moment, although every step we take on this pilgrimage brings it more into focus. It started as an … Continue reading →

I woke this morning with tears in my eyes. The dim dawn light was beginning to shine through the window, and Sean had just woken up and greeted me with a cheery “Good morning!” The first thing I said to … Continue reading →

I woke only once during the night, about 12:30pm, having been asleep for more than 4 hours. But I went straight back to sleep and didn’t wake again until 5am, after 9 hours of sleep. That is the longest that … Continue reading →

When Sean and I arrived in Bundeena tonight at Moya’s place, Josh asked us how our route had been. “A bit of a curate’s egg,” was my reply, that is, bits of it were excellent. Other bits, not so good. … Continue reading →

During the night, Wollongong was hit with a sudden thunderstorm, which woke me up at about 1:30am. The heavy rain continued on and off until dawn. I was awake half the night with anxious worry for the coming day – … Continue reading →

I’m writing this three days after the events, and there have literally been many miles since then, so I hope I can recall the events properly. I was awake and showered and chatting to Sean at 7:45am when I heard … Continue reading →

I’m writing this account up in the Indian restaurant next to the Harp Hotel in Wollongong on Easter Monday Night, although the account is of Easter Sunday. Having gone to bed comparatively early on Easter Saturday night1, I woke early … Continue reading →

This is surely one of the more unusual Easter Weekends that I have spent in my life. As a young boy, I remember one year that we all went camping for the first time with some friends up on the … Continue reading →

My dad died this morning. But I am going to keep walking until I get to St Mary’s tomb. In a way that is probably selfish. Mum would like me to be home, but she has given her blessing to … Continue reading →