Off the Beaten Track | Sandy Barker on writing, travel, reading, life…

  • Turkey Burgers + Fresh Salsa + Sweet Potato Fries


    The following recipes have been created in our kitchen, with a little trial and error.  We think we have gotten a perfect combination, and I wanted to share these with you. These are ‘bunless’ burgers, and are so tasty, you won’t miss the bun (or the extra 200 calories). We eat turkey because Ben doesn’t…

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  • When the pieces come together: Part Two


    Our accommodation the first night of our weekend was with a lovely lady called Barbara at her B&B in Port Angeles, Ocean Crest.  We arrived just before dinner and she showed us to our room.  It was very comfortable, had its own bathroom, and just next door was a little sitting room for us.  Barbara…

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  • When the pieces come together: Part One


    What makes a perfect weekend?  What are the essential elements that must come together to create a weekend of ‘Kismet’? Well, this past Labor Day long weekend we discovered that the perfect weekend can be as much about what is omitted as what is included. The night before our departure I suffered a night of…

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  • Geocached up


    So, I have landed a new job. As soon as my work visa is sorted, I will be working for Groundspeak, who run Geocaching.com among many other things. Geocaching, as a recreation, was new to me when I applied for the job.  I researched it, and decided that not only did I want to work…

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  • Heatwave


    The thermometer in the northwest of the U.S. has nudged (and sometimes tipped over) the 100F mark for the past few days now. As an Aussie girl yearning for a ‘real’ summer’s day, I was equally thrilled (It’s hot!) and amused (Will the people here please stop freaking out?) when I saw the forecast. But…

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  • Musings from Minnesota


    “Summer time and the living is easy…” Gershwin had it right. When the days are hot and the breezes are cool, when lakes are glassy and the loons call out at dusk, when you’re sipping beer and reading on the deck, life is easy. A few days ago, Ben and I got back from a…

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  • One book in one minute


    Of course, having just read through my friend, Simonne’s, 15 books in 5 minutes (note that she claims she wrote her whole post in 5 minutes. I took 45. Hmmm), I have realized that my favorite classic of all time is not on my list (it is on hers, though). I could argue that it…

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  • 15 books in 15 minutes


    I love to read. In fact, I have discovered that my desire to write is affected greatly by whether or not I am reading regularly. When I read less, because I am too busy to carve out the time, I write less. When I make time to read – and I read diversely – I…

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  • Boys, baristas and burgers


    When you move to a new city, your senses are heightened. You notice that everything feels ‘new’, because your body is picking up on the subtle differences between that place and your previous home. The salt air here in Seattle is brinier than in Sydney, more pungent. On sunny days, the sky seems bluer here…

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  • Hawaii H2O


    Every day we were in Hawaii we were either in the water or out on it, sailing, snorkeling, paddling and swimming. Ben even tried surfing, and we both had a bash at paddleboarding. Some of the highlights: Sunset Cruise (Maui). Our first night on Maui we got on a sunset cruise, which was romantic and…

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  • Hawaii: The high life


    Let me set the scene: 8 days in Hawaii, 4 on Maui, 4 on Kaua’i. We mixed it up: relaxation and adventure. We saw new sights and revisited a couple of favorites. We spent a lot of time up high. Ziplining (Maui). This is a relatively new past time, where you hook onto a steel…

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  • A big bite


    I live with an amazing person. Yesterday morning, despite a niggling cold, he jumps out of bed and says, “Let’s have tea on the roof.” So, we made mugs of tea, grabbed our books, and headed to the roof of our building to enjoy the morning sun, and our incredible view. Yes, it is a…

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  • I used to hate Woody Allen


    I am sure my dislike of Woody Allen stems from my mother. She can’t stand him, and I have clear childhood memories of her saying so. “Yuk, he’s so icky,” she’d say, screwing up her face. As a child that stuff gets in there and it sticks. I grew up hating Woody Allen. In my…

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  • back on the horse


    On Saturday, April 4th, Ben and I made the drive from Vancouver to Whistler in good time, despite the copious roadworks. Our accommodation in Whistler was ready for us at 9am – 7 hours before check in – which suited us perfectly, because we could change for the slopes in our apartment rather than the…

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  • A hot cuppa


    In Australia (and England, and a few other countries steeped in the Imperialist love of hot tea), any bad situation can be helped, if not fixed, by a nice, hot ‘cuppa’. In fact, it is a common response when a friend bemoans their dilemma to say,”I’ll put the kettle on.” Things start to look up…

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  • An Inconvenienced Truth


    I am not a good traveler. There it is: the truth.  In my head I could win the Amazing Race. In reality, the first time we (my imaginary race partner and I) missed a plane I would shed hot, frustrated tears and settle into a pissy mood that would last the whole episode. Last Sunday…

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  • 3 days ’til Spring


    Spring is three days away, and this is what we woke to: and this: and this: It is a pretty sight, I must admit, but it is noon and 2 Celsius (36F). Brrrr. We were warned. We’d been told that February teases with bouts of warm weather, like we had last week when it hit…

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  • He’s a doer


    Last night President Obama addressed Congress. It was televised live, and I watched as I did last month during the Inauguration, transfixed. Ben came home half way through, and we sat side by side, nodding, and occasionally commenting to each other. “He’s a doer,” I said at the end. “Some people are talkers, and some…

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  • What’s that aboot?


    We spent the weekend in Vancouver, Canada. I need to make that distinction, because there is actually a Vancouver in Washington State. We discovered this as we sat in the car at 6:40am on Saturday morning, trying to input a Vancouver address into the GPS to no avail. We were due at 10am to claim…

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  • Couple Meme


    I stole this from Charlotte. Borrowed? Appropriated? Anyway… What are your middle names? Mine is Michelle, his is James. I have always preferred my middle name to my actual name, but because he calls me ‘Babe’ more than anything else, I don’t have to hear my actual name very often. James and Ben happen to…

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  • 4 degrees of separation


    Yesterday morning, Ben and I got up and went to the gym. This is not that unusual – he goes most mornings, and I often join him rather than going later in the day. Yesterday, however, it was 0 degrees Celcius when we left the house at 6:30, AND there was snow on the ground.…

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  • Brownies


    Okay, so here’s a departure from my usual missive. Brownies. I have a fail safe, delicious recipe that was passed down to me from my grandmother. I still have her handwritten version, which stays in my recipe file because I have it committed to memory. But I treasure it, because my maternal grandmother was amazing…

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  • The little things…


    When you traverse the globe and land somewhere far from home, it feels different. At first you can’t quite put your finger on it, but it is a noticeable shift in how you experience the world. Outside looks different, like you’re looking at through Coke bottle glasses, or a smudgy window. It also sounds and…

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  • All quiet on the Vegas front


    So, I spent the weekend in Vegas. The Virgin America jet from San Francisco to Vegas was stuffed to the rafters with techie types all buzzing about the excitement of CES, a big-deal Technological Conference. Those around me were chatting excitedly about the shows they would see, the tables they would play, and how they…

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  • All Quiet on the Vegas Front (archive)


    I am digging through the archives of my blog and found this post from Jan ’09, which was somehow mis-categorized as a ‘page’. Moving it over to join it’s fellow posts.   So, I spent the weekend in Vegas. The Virgin America jet from San Francisco to Vegas was stuffed to the rafters with techie…

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  • Settling in Seattle


    I am a little hesitant to use the word ‘settling’, because of its connotations about settling down and settling for less – neither of which describes my move here. I am however, settling in. After a fruitful trip to IKEA, I now have drawers, and having lived out of a suitcase for two months, drawers…

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  • Settling in Seattle


    I am a little hesitant to use the word ‘settling’, because of its connotations about settling down and settling for less – neither of which describes my move here. I am however, settling in. After a fruitful trip to IKEA, I now have drawers, and having lived out of a suitcase for two months, drawers…

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  • So long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Adieu


    I have just had another brilliant Christmas.  I truly love Christmas.  I love the cookies,the music, and being with family and friends. Oh, and I LOVE presents.  Having spent the last two Christmases in colder climes, I was thrilled to be able to have a true blue dinky di Aussie Christmas – well, our version…

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  • On the home(less) stretch


    I have spent more time on hold listening to Muzac in the past days, than in the past months combined. This is because I am having to inform everyone official – from my dentist to the phone company – that I am of ‘no fixed address’. I now have something more in common with the…

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  • Chaise Lounge


    This is my living room sans couch, dining suite, and pictures on the wall. Ironically, it now shares common traits with the Seattle apartment, where we have yet to buy a couch, a dining suite and to put things on the wall. Ben and I started looking at couches, dining suites and things to put…

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  • And we called her ‘Kylie’…


    Our GPS on this trip through California and Nevada had an Australian accent. In a land of chewy ‘R’s and rounded ‘O’s, a flat-tack Aussie accent was incongruous, yet welcome, “Make a roit tuhrn in three quahrtehs of a moile.” We got used to it, as I am a native Aussie speaker, and Ben is…

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  • Flying the Coop


    Today I say good bye to my little mate, Jessie. We have a brief history in the scheme of things. I adopted her from my sister’s brood 2 and a half years ago, and she has been my little sidekick ever since. In my preparation for moving to the states, I am moving out of…

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  • Playing


    Some days you feel like a little kid. You get to play. You laugh a lot. You wonder at the world. Our second day in Yosemite was like this. We awakened refreshed and peeked out the curtain to see just what we’d hoped for: blue sky. We feasted at breakfast – isn’t that why you…

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