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Bana-drama

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All that for two bananas!

How many bananas does it take to trash a kitchen? My father will tell you only one, but that’s another story. I say two because that’s how many Gretta needs to make a banana cake. Continue reading “Bana-drama”

Taking the road less traveled.

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This was the good bit of road.

My boss likes me to be out on the road. Preferably a back road. If there’s a roundabout dirt track to get from A to B he’ll send me on it. It’s all part of my area familiarisation plan. Our ‘patch’ covers 42,000 square kilometres (roughly the size of the Netherlands) so there’s no shortage of obscure back roads for me to investigate. I also suspect he’s setting me up to get lost as a practical joke; just itching for me to call for help. Continue reading “Taking the road less traveled.”

Who’s the turkey now?

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Just got bitten by this turkey!

I received a text message from Gretta today which said simply ‘Just got bitten by this turkey!’ Attached was a picture of said bush turkey. Based on this limited information I will surmise what happened. Continue reading “Who’s the turkey now?”

Getting Atura fit.

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DISCIPLINE, is doing what needs to be done, even if you don’t want to do it.

You may not have heard of the ATURA Hotel. In my job however, it’s infamous.  It’s where we go for training and as such, a stint there is not to be taken lightly. In preparation for a week where time is measured by the consumption of food, I’ve gone hard on some personal training. Continue reading “Getting Atura fit.”

How cold?

 

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Hat off to anybody working in those conditions.

If there’s one thing I don’t miss about Canberra, it’s winter. Continue reading “How cold?”

Champagne in the mountains

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The Cambo/Observatory eclipse.

Champagne is what you drink when you want to celebrate something. In the early days of flight when any trip in a rudimentary aircraft would likely be your last, it was drunk by hearty aeronauts just to celebrate being alive. Balloon pilots have clung onto this tradition, not because hanging around under a big bag of hot air is particularly dangerous, but because it’s classier than knocking back VB at eight in the morning. Last week however, we had real cause to celebrate, and had the empty bottles of bubbly to prove it. Continue reading “Champagne in the mountains”

Take the bull by the horns

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Things went south from here.

I love animals, but I don’t trust them. I believe they should be observed from a safe distance which, in my experience, means about six inches between me and my dinner plate. If David Attenborough has taught me anything it’s this: you’re either reading the menu, or you’re on it. Cows mightn’t be man eaters but that doesn’t mean they’re not dangerous, especially when armed. Continue reading “Take the bull by the horns”

The one ton post.

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Further investigation was required.

What on earth, I wondered, was a one ton peg? How big was the washing line if the peg weighed a thousand kilos? Seriously, that was my first thought when farmer Joe said to me over the phone ‘Go down the Collarenebri Road and turn right at the sign for the one tone peg, I’m in that paddock.’ Continue reading “The one ton post.”

Need directions?

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27 years out of date. Still use it.

Finding the way around a new area can be a little daunting at times. There’s a whole raft of suburbs, streets and points of interest to learn, each with their own short cuts and back alleys that only a local knows about. Ever since Moses took a wrong turn getting out of Egypt cartographers have done their best to ease the plight of travelers with maps, globes, charts and the Navman. These technological advances work wonders in cities, large towns and places with phone reception. But as I have discovered, once you arrive in the outback, you enter a world where the norms of modern road navigation cease to exist. Continue reading “Need directions?”

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