MORAL FIBRE

It’s autumn on Tasmania’s Flinders Island and in the town centre of Whitemark a savage wind rips the esplanade spraying salty showers from the churning green sea onto the wharf. Clouds form freaky formations that sweep across the sky like a celestial slide show, and an angry rain lashes sideways. Then, it’s over. Blue sky, sunshine, stillness.

For locals on this island in the Bass Strait, the erratic climes are not remarkable. But for visitors to this stunning outpost northeast of Tasmania’s mainland, the wild weather along