Same Wild Reids, new kind of wild!
Eight years ago, Where the Wild Reids Are was born out of a backpack, a sony camera, and a thirst for adventure. Back then, it was just us — Tom and Jess — gallivanting around the world with backpacks, a loose plan, and a lot of optimism (and maybe a few bad hostel decisions).
Fast forward to today, and things look a little different. We’ve upgraded our backpacks to a camper trailer, swapped hostel happy hours for roadside baby wipes, and traded red-eye flights for red cordial-fueled chaos in the backseat.
Oh — and we’ve picked up three tiny travel buddies along the way.
While the days of spontaneous overseas escapes and eating questionable street food in foreign cities aren’t completely behind us, most of our adventures now involve snack-packed eskies, campground toilet blocks, and shouting “don’t touch that!” at various intervals.
But make no mistake — the adventure is very much alive.
We’ve snorkelled with turtles off Lady Musgrave Island, water-skied the stunning surrounds of Lake Moogerah, and hiked the misty trails of the Bunya Mountains with little legs leading the way (and sometimes demanding piggybacks).
We’ve learned that travel with kids isn’t just a slower version of our old lives — it’s a brand new lens. One where every stick is a sword, every rock is a treasure, and every “short walk” is met with suspicious glares and immediate requests for snacks.
We move slower now, sure. But we see more. We laugh more. We carry more (emotionally and physically), and we marvel at how our kids experience the world with unfiltered excitement, curiosity, and the occasional meltdown in a national park gift shop.
So welcome to the next chapter of Where the Wild Reids Are. Still wild — just with more car seats, more campsite pancakes, and a few extra passport…
Stick around — the adventures are only just getting started. 🚐🌏✨
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