I apologize to anyone out side Australia as this will have no meaning to you but this bloke really got under my skin yesterday and I just had to get this off my chest.
Laurie Oakes. What a prick. This bloke goes out of his way to ask a question, in a public forum, about a private and confidential conversation knowing full well she (Prime Minister Julia Gillard) could not answer his question but at the same time firing up a media storm about what happened. My guess is this is nothing more than a game of one upmanship which in many eyes he my have won but leaves me to despise the prick.
Why? Because I think it/he has crossed over the line of basic human decency. What an over self inflated pompous prick.
So what have I been doing and where have I been? Well let me tell you. No, better still, let me show you.
Ta da
What do you do when your half way up a mountain and you are deciding whether to keep going or to make a strategic retreat? Why, you make a video and sing and dance.
This is the view from not quite half way up Mt. Tibrogargan, part of the Glasshouse Mtns. (http://www.sunshinecoast-australia.com/glass-house-mountains.html) looking westish to Mt. Beerwah (the big one left of screne) plus a few others I've forgotten the names of.
Oh, and um, I did manage about another 50 odd meters up the mtn. but felt I wasn't fit enough to continue and besides that I was shi#%&ng myself.
My 'Take A Walk in South-East Queensland' guide book suggest Mount Tibrogargan is a hard walk, graded (AS Class5). And I'd suggest they have got it right. It goes on to say 'Only confident, experienced scramblers should attempt the steep climb to Mount Tibrogargan's 364 metre summit. It's rated 'hard' because of the precipitous nature of the climb, (the bit I got stuck on) and 'Tibro"has certianly had it's share of fatilities'.
Will I have another go? As the memory of the fear subsides it might become possible. I think I took on way too much in one go so I'm going to try a few smaller and easier mtns. and maybe build up my courage and then decide.
It's no biggie if I don't but I do feel like I've been defeated by my fears, and I'm not fond of that.
Cheers
Stewart
PS
According to Aboriginal legend
According to Aboriginal legend, Tibrogargan (364m high), the father and Beerwah (555m - highest peak) the mother, had a number of children. Coonowrin (377m high - narrowest and most dramatic of all the volcanic plugs) was the eldest, Tunbubudla were the twins (293m and 312m), Coochin (235m), Ngungun (253m), Tibberoowuccum (220m), Miketeebumulgrai (199m) and Elimbah (129m).
The legend tells of Tibrogargan noticing that the sea was rising and calling out to Coonowrin to help his pregnant mother gather the young children together so that the family could flee from the rising sea. Coonowrin ran away in fear and Tibrogargan, incensed by his son's cowardice, followed and hit him so hard with a club that his neck was dislocated. When the seas retreated the family returned to the plains. Conowrin, teased about his crooked neck and ashamed of his behaviour, went to Tibrogargan and asked for forgiveness but the father just wept with shame. Conowrin then approached his brothers and sisters to ask forgiveness but they too could only weep with shame, thus explaining the area's many small streams. Tibrogargan then called Conowrin and asked why he had failed to help Beerwah. He explained that he felt she was big enough to look after herself, though he did not know she was pregnant. Tibrogargan then turned his back on his son and still gazes out to sea today, refusing to look at his son who forever hangs his crooked neck and cries. Beerwah, the mother, is still pregnant, as it takes time to give birth to a mountain.
This will be the third year my Asparagus has been planted so I'm looking for a good and long cropping season. I'm especially anticipating dipping my Asparagus into some fresh soft boiled eggs as well.
So it was, it was, time to do some maintainence on them.
They didn't need much work. I just had to cut the old growth away to ground level, a quick weed, a couple of handfuls of blood and bone, a bucket of compost and a biscuit of straw for mulch and "Butta Bing Butta Boom" and Bob's your uncle, job done.
Now just add water, sit back and wait.
BTW
Q How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?
A Unique Up On It.
Q. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
A Tame Way, Unique Up On It.
While I was out walking yesterday training for my climb up Mt. Tibrogargen, next Tuesday morning, when I spied this guy/girl. Obviously my camera skills need some polish 'but hey', it'll do for now.
Kookaburra
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree Merry, merry king of the bush is he Laugh, Kookaburra! Laugh, Kookaburra! Gay your life must be
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree Eating all the gum drops he can see Stop, Kookaburra! Stop, Kookaburra! Leave some there for me
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree Counting all the monkeys he can see Stop, Kookaburra! Stop, Kookaburra! That's not a monkey that's me
Kookaburra sits on a rusty nail Gets a boo-boo in his tail Cry, Kookaburra! Cry, kookaburra! Oh how life can be
While out dodging dodgy drivers in my Taxi yesterday I had to make a detour and as I came around a corner I spied, possibly, the most florescent camellia I think I have ever seen. And while I was admiring this most splendid of visions it almost turned me into one of the dodgy drivers I was trying to dodge. So today I just had to go back and take a few photos and a Video just so I could show you. It might not be quite as brilliant as yesterday due to today being very overcast but I think you will get the idea.
The flower might not be the showiest going around but the colour and the sheer quantity of flowers sure made this one heck of a shrub to visit.
Yikes, I just rang the Uni of SQ. to find out about my progress in their Tertiary Preparation Program (TPP).
They said I have been accepted and the books are on their way. Mild panic and excitement is setting, again. Lets hope I can stay on my push bike for the whole of the next semester.
Here's a musical treat to me and uni meeting again, or is that Uni and I?
