Pelusey – Blog

I have mentioned in my last blog that my passion is meeting people, listening to their story, feeling the passion and communicating that to the world. I thought I would expand a little on that. 

My last ten years have been involved in doing just that. In my work as a writer, I have met many people who are passionate about something. I would interview them, listen to their story and feel their passion. I would then communicate that to the world through magazine articles, children’s education books and travel guide books. 

In hind sight, this all began in my childhood. My childhood passion was daggy. Really daggy. I loved doing school projects. There was nothing better for me than to have a brand new sketch book, pile of magazines and my World Book Encyclopaedia. This was the days before PowerPoint, Google and Wikipaedia. 

I liked them so much I did them on my school holidays. It turn out I was quite good at them because two were chosen to be put on the shelves of the school library. I was so proud of my achievements back then. I didn’t know how that would effect my life further down the track. 

I recently contact my school to see how many books I had on the school library shelves. I realise that 35 years later, my school projects wouldn’t be there. There were instead 30 books with me as author. I did wonder why, they only had 30 out of 70 of my books. But 30 will do for now. 

I am now fascinated how many people knew what there passion was as a child, lost it and found it again as adults. So what was your childhood passion?

For the last twenty years, the Rocky Mountaineer has wound its way from Vancouver to Jasper or Banff. It follows the Fraser River and then the Thompson River up to the Rocky Mountains. Yesterday’s trip brought us to Jasper. We decided to throw caution to the wind and get the gold leaf class, for photographic reasons of course. The glass dome allows for great viewing. It wouldn’t have been for the fine dining in the dining car or complimentary drinks for two days – of course not.

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This time two years ago (November) we finished the Bibbulmun Track in Western Australia. The 967 kilometres of walking track goes from Kalamunda in Perth to Albany on the South Coast. The nine weeks we were walking proved both a physical and mental challenge. It still stands up as one of the best things we have done.