MY PREVIOUS COLUMN (AG 181) was about how, when I was a youngster, a malleefowl helped me understand the importance of protecting the bush, which later led me into the conservation movement. That, in turn, ultimately saw me open an ecotravel business. This is how that came about.
It was 6am on Saturday 7 May 1988, and, bleary-eyed, a handful of colleagues and I tumbled, elated and exhausted, down the steps of Victoria’s Parliament House onto Spring Street in Melbourne. First light was attempting to break through the early morning drizzle. And after a night of vitriolic debate, the Legislative Council had finally passed legislation opening the way for some of the most spectacular increases in national parks that Victoria, or indeed Australia, had ever seen.
In East Gippsland alone…