I've just had one of the most wonderful weekends to ever occur (to me) in my home town.
On Saturday morning, after a hearty breakfast at the Alibi Room (to cure the mild hangover I'd acquired via the festivities of Talk Like A Pirate Day the day before,) S_Eldorado and I set off south, with one other friend, to Byron Bay and beyond. We embarked upon a spontaneous tour of my childhood homeland which, to my surprise, didn't end up feeling like my homeland at all. On the contrary, I felt like a bit of tourist actually, a tourist and a tour guide at the same time.
After setting sail for a couple of hours down the great highway we arrived in Byron Bay to stop for a short while and feast upon the local sandwichical delights, and to drop off a fellow traveler.
Quick as a flash we were off again, to explore the unknown; out into the wilderness to view the hidden natural wonders of the Minjungbal/Bundjalung region.
FUN FACT: This province is also the birth place of the Rainbow Serpent (Nthrn NSW -/- SthEast Qld)
With the fresh intrigue of an unlocal to accompany me, I was able to begin again my Bundjalung experience. On Saturday night I took in the wonder of the glow worm galaxy that donned on the walls of the magical caves at Natural Bridge, then on Sunday woke with a morning yawn to the music of forest birds that call home the basin of Wollumbin National Park. I then embraced the freedom of the nullius countryside to swim nekkid in a freshwater stream, bathing amongst the rocks and mosses, before finally embarking on our journey upward along a hillside of monumental majesty -- the 8.8Km walk up, and back, along the ridges of Mt Warning.
Roadtrippin
Chillin on the summit after the huge walk.
Pout-tastic
Unfortunately by this time both of our phones, and the camera, were out of charge so I naow has zero pictures of the actual view.
...aand back to my writerly carryings on
For the past three years I've sunken into the neon streets of Brisbane, stood beneath starless skies and weaved through mazes of industrialism.
In opposition to the grey, this past weekend has re-opened my eyes to the splendor of earthen blues and greens. The wonders abound were many and varied. They've always been there, just a short while from the place where I scratched year notches into my belt, but, being the worldly girl I was, I was so focused on escaping the blockade of countryside around me, that I'd never really experienced the true wonders of my bushland home.
...
...
Also, I'm starting a Pirate Band.
Just so everyone knows.
On Saturday morning, after a hearty breakfast at the Alibi Room (to cure the mild hangover I'd acquired via the festivities of Talk Like A Pirate Day the day before,) S_Eldorado and I set off south, with one other friend, to Byron Bay and beyond. We embarked upon a spontaneous tour of my childhood homeland which, to my surprise, didn't end up feeling like my homeland at all. On the contrary, I felt like a bit of tourist actually, a tourist and a tour guide at the same time.
After setting sail for a couple of hours down the great highway we arrived in Byron Bay to stop for a short while and feast upon the local sandwichical delights, and to drop off a fellow traveler.
Quick as a flash we were off again, to explore the unknown; out into the wilderness to view the hidden natural wonders of the Minjungbal/Bundjalung region.
FUN FACT: This province is also the birth place of the Rainbow Serpent (Nthrn NSW -/- SthEast Qld)
With the fresh intrigue of an unlocal to accompany me, I was able to begin again my Bundjalung experience. On Saturday night I took in the wonder of the glow worm galaxy that donned on the walls of the magical caves at Natural Bridge, then on Sunday woke with a morning yawn to the music of forest birds that call home the basin of Wollumbin National Park. I then embraced the freedom of the nullius countryside to swim nekkid in a freshwater stream, bathing amongst the rocks and mosses, before finally embarking on our journey upward along a hillside of monumental majesty -- the 8.8Km walk up, and back, along the ridges of Mt Warning.
Roadtrippin
Chillin on the summit after the huge walk.
Pout-tastic
Unfortunately by this time both of our phones, and the camera, were out of charge so I naow has zero pictures of the actual view.
...aand back to my writerly carryings on
For the past three years I've sunken into the neon streets of Brisbane, stood beneath starless skies and weaved through mazes of industrialism.
In opposition to the grey, this past weekend has re-opened my eyes to the splendor of earthen blues and greens. The wonders abound were many and varied. They've always been there, just a short while from the place where I scratched year notches into my belt, but, being the worldly girl I was, I was so focused on escaping the blockade of countryside around me, that I'd never really experienced the true wonders of my bushland home.
...
...
Also, I'm starting a Pirate Band.
Just so everyone knows.
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valleyguy:
Darn, need to get my new digs sorted out, fill up the tank on the Toyota and just head in a random direction!
s_eldorado:
This remains one of my favourite moments in my life. Thank you x