28 August 2015
02 August 2015
I have moved house since the trucks in the rain post 8 weeks ago on 4th June, not that it has stopped raining. Into my last house, my final address of so very many addresses, on 20th June. I am experiencing involuntary spontaneous smiles.
No unpacking yet, just clearing.
My new challenge is snakes. They are everywhere. Each new encounter slightly less shocking so that by this morning when I lifted a sheet of wallboard in the shed, I just put it down again and hope the snake went back to hibernating.
This image is yesterday's baby snake with it's head, sadly, flattened by that sharpened spade on the left.
The team of three who are coming to clear out the shed estimated two days and multiple trips to the Transfer Station. I have prepared a first-aid kit and written out the phone number of the nearby hospital as well as the police station between here and it, so I can alert the cop that should I streak through his town with a snakebitten shed-clearer I shall be doing 140 kph -
We all know that being completely prepared for an event, surely guarantees it won't happen.
Tourniquets are out, pressure bandage is the way. The snakes are, of course, lethal Tiger Snakes.
There are benign reptiles as well:
Raking up the debris after slashing and burning blackberries on the roadside, I uncovered a large Blue-Tongue Lizard curled-up and hibernating I assume. The fire rolled right over the top without affecting it. Later while mowing rough grass I mowed over the top of it's twin and thankfully it was not harmed either although when picked up, the tongue shot out in a cobalt blaze designed to strike fear into my heart. They are not called blue-tongues for nothing, it is such an intense shade and obviously works as a deterrent because I really don't want to see it again.
Next week the local highlight is dogs and dags at SHEEPVENTION and I shall be there.
04 June 2015
Those are my snaps of some of the trucks which hurtled along the B160 today making no speed allowance for the pouring rain. There were 20 in the first 40 kms of my trip, and the ratio continued over the entire 220 kms I drove. Most of them were actually logging trucks but I couldn't photograph any of those as they all took up too much of the road and were doing about 120 kms ph.Manager of The Port of Portland, Victoria, Malcolm Geier said woodchip truck movements in and out of the port would total 290,790 by the end of the 2015 financial year.
From Portland to Japan to make Hello Kitty lav paper probably.
"Australia is Open For Business"
I'm out here, so you don't have to be.
29 May 2015
West out of Lake Bolac Victoria in a brief burst of sunshine in a day that otherwise just rained and rained, and here comes the 77th logging truck of the day.
They roar east, they roar West. After 6pm with no light but pouring rain, 22 of them hurtled past me in the 40 kilometres East of Skipton alone.
Please do follow the link for the story of the great twister of 2006.
I am out there, so you don't have to be.
27 May 2015
approaching Dunkeld and seeing Gariwerd loom a different colour every time is always thrilling and I think of the Jardwadjali and Djab Wurrung people who lived here 500 years ago and how mystical it would have seemed to them, as it certainly does to me today.
after 500 kms the sign toward home also seems fairly mystical
500 kms of long straight flat road needed enlivenment
and yet I live to see another sunset.