Accidentally drowned 11/12/1943 This memorial overlooks the scene of probably the worst river tragedy on the Clarence River since Europeans arrived in 1838. Late on the afternoon of Saturday December 11th 1943, thirteen members of the 1st Grafton Cub Pack … Continue reading Memorial to the Grafton Cub Scouts
Don’t waste your partner’s best years of life by continuing to work just because you don’t know what else to do in retirement. Down the tools, close the books, turn off the computer and walk out the door into … your new life. Be it big or small there’s a rig waiting out there for you and it’ll take you to places you’ve never heard of and will never forget. Yes, Gulargambone is calling you! Continue reading It’s Not Just Your Life
Our old mate Toothless Johnno has been at it again. Remember the guy who lost his tooth to a wattle bird last year? Toothless. And Scarce as hen’s teeth. Last week we were camped at a peaceful spot out in the bush. There was a good sized fire pit for us to cook on but Johnno, in his wisdom, decided we may need a little more cooking space so he added his camp oven to the hob. He’s a thoughtful guy you know. Sometime later Johnno went to move the unused and very hot pot away from the fire and realised that he’d … Continue reading How Not to Use a Camp oven
“The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome indescribably magnificent world in itself.” – Henry Miller We were fortunate to have a ‘colony’ of these tiny Green Hood orchids in the back garden of our last house and each year I would eagerly await the appearance of their little heads. I remember being out in the garden taking this photo when a botanical artist friend from Tasmania phoned. I could hear Woody answer the phone with “Oh, she’s lying in the garden photographing flowers.” Which I’d have to say was … Continue reading Green Hoods
My eyes look like oysters My hair feels like string My throat’s full of razors I’ve lost all my zing! We recently spent a totally relaxed week in the high country of Victoria with a bunch of mates. Nothing to do but talk, laugh and drink in the scenery…wisps of woodsmoke on the clean mountain air, a babbling stream and clever chattering birds. All too soon it was time to drive back down to Mansfield to join the rest of our club members for the formal part of the muster. Woody got the van all set up in the caravan park … Continue reading Under the Weather
I saw this fellow whilst walking in the Burleigh Heads National Park on Queensland’s Gold Coast. Continue reading Water Dragon
We had been in a free camp for several warm lazy days. Bush walks, the river gurgling in the background and bird watching on steroids. I’ve never seen so many birds. Just as we start to take this paradise for granted and in total contrast to the weather forecast the heavens opened. Annoying as it was we were able to collect 30 litres of water in our buckets to top up our tanks. If only we’d had more buckets or perhaps one of those schmick new vans with the built in water collection system that catches the water off the … Continue reading When Every Drop Counts
Rolling down the highway through New South Wales we hear this delightful little snippet on the airwaves. “Well trained rainbow lorikeet found in the Dubbo area. A husky like dog with one brown eye and one blue. And a diamond ring. How could you not know you’d lost that!” Continue reading Lost and Found
In the Victorian High Country there is a free camp beside the Cobungra River. But just across the river is one of the prettiest little pubs in Victoria. We haven’t been there for a while, I think I can hear … Continue reading Blue Duck Inn at Cobungra
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