I was supposed to start a camping trip today. True to form - it's raining - and not just a gentle drizzle but it is p........ositively p...........elting down outside. I have come to accept the fact that while other people hang flags and temperature guages on thier tents - I have to hang a rain guage on mine! I should rent myself out to farmers in drought areas or, better yet, apply to get paid for staying AWAY from resorts and beachside areas. If you want proof of just how powerful this is last night on the TV they announced that the El Nino, that has been causing such severe drought here in Australia, has officially ended.
Now the occasional shower is one thing but changing the wheather pattern over half the globe??????
I decided to put of leaving at least for the minute I don't want to tackle Cunningham's gap in the rain - although I realise that to virtually everyone else in the world talking about mountains in Australia - especially SE Queensland where I live - is like talking about snow in the Sahara. "YOu call THAT a mountain? Why, back home a gopher could sneeze and raise a bigger lump than that!"
Ahhh Well! It is supposed to fine up for tomorrow, just in time for a cold front to come through. Think of me down in Stanthorpe - where "The Monkeys sing Soprano in July" sitting outside a tent transformed into an igloo - the only Eskimo in Queensland!
May 15, '03
Just checking in form Warwick Queensland - went to one of the loveliest local museums - complete with "shepherds hut" If I can find a picture I will post it.
I think they have just about banned me from Warwick - went in to the local bread shop and managed to knock a diet coke over which promptly hit the floor and exploded all over me, the counter staff and all the other cusomers (did I tell you it was crowded!). Seems the wet even follows me indoors!
Last edit by gwenith on May 30, '03
May 28, '03
Okay - an update. Stanthrope was fine but COLD!!! Beautiful as always - the country is like no other in the world. ancient weathered granite rocks with fresh clear creeks flowing over them - our unique Autralian flora with the grey/silver/green of the euclayptus standing in countrast to the greener occasional fir tree. There had been a fire through the forest recently but rain a week previously had turned most of the burnt trees into green feather dusters with new growth sprouting all over the balck trunk. When you see this sort of regeneration you understand how the Australian bush relies on fire to truly survive.
Came back home for a couple of days and then took off to Pottsville - northern New South Wales - near Byron Bay. Went with the "oldies" (parents) and thier travelling castle/caravan. They had the van and I was camped out in the annex - wanted to take my own tent but got talked out of it (Oh you'll be fine there is plenty of room - the annex is perfectly good and waterproof) . Two lovely fine but cold days. Camped in a very small caravan park next to a sandy tidal creek/ lagoon with the surf just a few yards down the beach. Just when I thought I had finally broken the curse the rain found me. AAARRRGGGHHH!!
0400 in the morning out in the pelting rain and wind trying to lash down the bloody annex the caravan is rocking with the wind and rain - Bottle Brush seed pods flying everywhere and the rain came in and my bed got wet! (and NO - it was the rain!)
Just out of interest - is it me or is it something about camping? I usually don't have to "get up in the middle of the night" EXCEPT when I am out camping. usually it is around o230 when you slowly awaken to overhear the following dialog from your body:
Bladder - "Wakey wakey -it is time to go!"
Brain - "Go away - not co-oridinated enough yet!"
Bladder - "Come on - get it together - we have to go!"
Brain - "Ask the legs - they can manage autopilot"
Bladder - "Legs, Legs, come on wake up!"
Legs - " No too warm and comfortable you'll have to order us to do it!"
Bladder - " Come on now brain - get those legs up and moving this is getting urgent!"
Brain - " No way - you heard them - it's nice and warm in here and it's freezing out there AND it's a long way to the Loo - you can hang on - go talk to the kidneys about recycling or something"
Bladder - "well if you feel THAT way about it - here it comes SPASM!!!!"
Brain - "ARRRRRGGGHHH! Okay! Okay! Just don't do that again when we hit the cold air outside!"
This invariably ends up with you climbing out of bed, struggling out of the tent to do the 3 am rapid shuffle to the loo across a space that has suddenly become 10 times as long as it was during the day - frantically waving your torch at all the wildlife that has come to watch and laugh. I swear those darn Kangaroo's down at Stanthorpe took up station outside the loos just to watch the humans "Hey Joey! Look! Look! Here comes another one - wonder what makes them walk like that at this time of night?"
Last edit by gwenith on May 30, '03