Imogen lenore

Born in QLD, raised in the NT and for the past 14 years have called Melbourne my home so I am now cultured AF. I’ve bucked the family trend to legally change my name and kept mine (black sheep). Despite it’s beauty, as a kid I really struggled to say ‘Imogen’ and would usually refer to myself as ‘midgimo’ or ‘midgimidgimo’ and the nickname has since stuck. Middle child and a Gemini, so I think I’m really balanced but, in reality I’m melodramatic, rebellious, restless and just a complete f&$%ing psycho LOL.

Mum gave all of us the travel bug at a very young age, we’d been overseas to Indonesia in nappies, taken months out of school and camped right up the Queensland coast to the Cape York Peninsula all before the tender age of 7. As kids this continued with backpacking trips to Indonesia where Mum busted a committed murderer out of prison for the day so us kids could have a picnic with him (true story). We spent all of our school holidays camping throughout the Northern Territory and the Kimberley region of Northern WA. As teenagers we took extended holidays from school for backpacking adventures through South East Asia and often skipped the whole Christmas thing for buckets of Sangsom on a Thailand beach instead.

When I finished High School I still didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up so I took up a very generous offer from someone I met on a beach in Thailand the year before (probably many buckets deep) and took up residence in his spare room in Vancouver Canada for 6 months.

As an adult I’ve continued to explore the world including five European adventures covering London to Spain, Czech Republic to Turkey, Greece, Russia to Germany, Italy to Iceland and a lot of the countries between. In April 2018 I took on the challenge of the Kokoda track in Papua New Guinea to raise money for Make-A-Wish Australia who I am proud to volunteer for. Throw in a couple of pacific island trips, New Zealand, and the typical Thailand and Bali trips that most Aussies do and it’s safe to say I am vaccinated to the nines, my passport is well stamped, and I am in-eligible to donate whole blood for the foreseeable future.

In June 2019 I had worked full time for 13.5 years straight so it was time to clock off for 7 months, and venture to South America. I had grand plans to see so much of the continent, but I fell in love with the world, in particular, the lifestyle and environmental conservation work in the Galápagos, and only managed to knock off 3 countries in 7 months.

Mum used to ‘make’ us keep journals whenever she took us out of school to go travelling so I guess this blog is my modern version and a way to collect my memories and photos as I go. 

Read it or don’t read it; I’m not fussed either way.