I really need to stop letting Dan organise all our holidays. Today we had to clamber across a rickety RUSTING metal walkway, among treetops in a WINDY Tasmanian forest HOURS FROM A HOSPITAL. I almost didn’t venture out onto the cantilever. Finally, when we made it back to solid earth the path continued on to – not one but two – suspension bridges. No doubt tomorrow we will be snorkelling with some sea creatures.