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Brett
Charlton

Brett Charlton is the Launceston-based, Tasmanian manager for global logistics company Agility, and a freelance writer in several areas, but primarily business commentary for the Tasmanian Business Reporter under thought leadership for shipping and logistics.

EscapeTas

Ancient Tasmania with a touch of Japan

by Brett Charlton

05 Mar 2023

I am sure most people have this moment, a true appreciation of history under your feet and surrounding you ...

Travel & tourism

The Gardens

by Brett Charlton

12 Aug 2021

Joni Mitchell’s song Woodstock surely plays on the musical device, or in the mind, of anyone who has ever stayed at The Gardens in the Bay of Fires. The instant Taylors Beach started to fade in the rear vision mirror, the lyrics came from nowhere and entered my consciousness as a mantra to revisit this most special and beautiful part of the planet – permanently, pending six numbers falling in the right places. Driftwood, Bay of Fires, was our palace for the duration of our stay in paradise and you would be hard-pressed to find a place in Tasmania as perfect as this oasis of comfort and style. Everything about the house and the location breathes relaxation. After the mandatory placement of ale, bubbles, cheese and Lease 65 oysters in the fridge to await salt and sun-nourished humans, and it was onto the whitest of white sands in front of the bluest of blue seas to breathe in the air carried between us and Paparoa National Park, New Zealand, 2,000 odd kilometres beyond the horizon.

Environment

Kelp is at hand

by Brett Charlton

17 Mar 2021

A guy I know is the head honcho at a large chemical processing facility in Tasmania. A more practical person you have never met. Chemicals and minerals are his day job. He works in a place where signs on the gates with big red letters tell you that you will turn into dust if you look at a 44 gallon drum the wrong way.

Wilderness

Breathing Bruny

by Brett Charlton

30 Sep 2020

As the algorithms of our digital existence conspire to steer us towards the constant barrage of media make up and retail conditioning, you cannot help but wonder where all this is leading. Standing on a bluff overlooking the Great Southern Ocean, next to an outdoor fire, at sunset, with a Cloudy Bay India Pale Ale in hand and a guitar nearby, is a good place to forget all that other bollocks for a while.