Monday, April 13, 2009

Lance's Rambling - Binna Burra

Got along without ya before I met ya
Gonna get along without ya now.
Gonna find somebody twice as cute
Cause ya didnt love me anyhow.
You ran around with evry girl in town
And ya never cared if it got me down.
You had me worried always on my guard
But you laughed at me cause I tried so hard
Boom boom.Boom boom
Gonna get along without you now
Boom boom.Boom boom
Gonna get along without you now.
[Patience and Prudence in 1956, Skeeter Davis in 1964, and others]

Its absolutely amazing what two grown, seemingly intelligent people do to amuse themselves while walking in the rainforest, in the rain.
As Gene Kelly would say. Just singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.

The above song or a butchered , twisted version of the above was one of the gems of that fantastic new singing duo' Lance and Maria' which sounds like a lousy stage name.

Perhaps you would be more enthralled by Kevin '' The Bard'' Eastment quoting vast tracts of Shakespeare.

Its interesting how such a seemingly mundane trip can turn out to be so enjoyable, it was not only because of the conditions but the great company.
Now this was the Nixon Ck. walk at Binna Burra. We met at the information centre at 8.30 and the plan was to walk down the Forestry Rd ( Ah La Carte the Great Walk) towards Numinbah and Egg Rock and then drop into Nixon Ck and follow it up which entails rockhopping and a bit of scrub bashing.

After a yarn with the Ranger we changed our plans ( Leaders privilege) due to the amount of water in the creek making the rocks submerged and slippery, and the fact that I cannot do breaststroke uphill. ( More about that later) The weather forecast of showers for the day at Lamington can sometimes be a misnomer.

So we decided to do Shipstern Bluff via Lower Bellbird circuit.All of us had not done this track in racent decades and found it most enjoyable and ended up reaching Lower Ballunjui Falls for morning smoko.
There was only five in the party, Kevin, Ray Holloway, Maria Roe, myself and Rachael Christopherson who is a new member who has walked before but on her first trip with us. What must she think.
Hopefully Rachael will continue to walk with us as she is a gun walker and good company. In spite of what happened.
After leaving the falls,which were very spectacular as you could see the lower falls and way up the top of the escarpment, the upper falls barrelling down. By now the weather was closing in, there was cloud above and mist below. It was not actually raining but very heavy and continous condesation falling off the trees.
Rachaels attendance was appreciated as she was very competently attracting all the leeches.

Except for one.

Now for those of you who do not know Maria. She is a beautiful young lady with a lovely figure in all the right places. She also hates leeches, will not touch them and has to get somebody to remove them. You would not say she was paranoid about them as that is a understatement.

So Maria has a leech on her.
I also should mention here that on her gorgeous figure she was wearing a low cut tank top.
Now this leech had discerning taste and may I say a good taste of Marias right----- ah----er----ummm--- how should I say this, upper anatomy.
Needless to say there was a fight amongst the fellas to assist but a battered and bruised Kevin won the fight and earnt the task of removing the said leech.
I fail to see why it took Kevin five minutes and two hands to remove a simple leech, but he was abreast of the situation and with the other fellas busting to help, he saved the day. Maria with a satisfied grin on her dial continued to lead us on our merry way.
As we waltzed along the rainforest track in the rain we had Kevin quoting Shakespeare from cover to cover and Maria and I singing that song that we could not remember the words to or the singer.
Also because of all the rain the fungus were out in force and even found a blue one which I immediately recognised as Mycena interrupta or Pixies parasol. Of course.
Onwards we galloped, or Maria did in any case. Ray stopped at Moonjooroora Lookout for lunch and a rest, looked quite a sight sitting in the rain with his umbrella up. And he calls himself a Bushwalker, would'nt happened in my day. The rest of us proceeded out to the end of Shipstern Bluff and Kooloonbano Lookout for our lunch. There was no rain there and amongst the rising tufts of mist we ate and looked at the valley below..
Now as most people know I like to con people and string them along a bit but I am not clever enough to come up with names like those lookouts, so ''National Parks''. I salute you..
While we were lunching the peace was broken by a loud scream. It even frightened the prisoners down at the Palen Creek prison farm.
You guessed it. A leech.
You guessed it. Maria.
Only this time it was around the back and much lower.I have never in all my years seen a pair of strides come down so fast. Kev to the rescue,two hands and another five minutes and sanity was restored with the same satisfied look.
1.30 Pack up and back we go into the wet, Maria out in front and the unfit trying to keep up. We decided, or should I say I decided to take the upper track that takes back to Binna Burra.So we zig zaged up ,and up and up.
Stupid me.
On the way back we met a mother and young daughter at the Lower Ballunjui Falls turnoff .The mother was quite cheerful but you have never seen such a disinterested, disillusioned, disgusted, disappointed and disconsolate look on such a pretty young face sitting in the rain, parka on and cup in hand.
One of those '' Why am I here'' looks. Those with kids will know what I mean. Even a lolly from Kev did not seem to help. Some how I don't think she will be future Bushwalker material.
Up the soggy track we plodded. Up the soggy track Maria pranced. Smart Arse.
Arrived at the cars on Five.
Excellent day, and goes to show a trip is what you make of it.
Thankyou all for your company.
Thankyou linesman. Thankyou ballboys.

Love Lance.

P.S . Poetic licence has been utilised in the telling of this ramble.

[Lance has not quite mastered how to publish a blog. So I have entered Lance's blog on his behalf.
Rest assured that the above is 100% Lance's ramble - Kevin.]

1 comment:

  1. Lances Ramblings,

    It looks like I am in trouble again.

    I like to tell stories. I like to make people laugh, either at me or with me.
    And when I tell a story I like to push the boundary. As with all things if you don't push your boundary then you really do not know what your capable of.
    In Italy , Rosemary wants to do a Via Ferrata, which is rock climbing using steel cables and ladders fixed to the cliff face, she is pushing her boundary. Jackie climbed Cradle Mt. and so exceeded way beyond what she thought she was capable of.
    People stretch their boundarys' in all ways, distance running and even crosswords.
    I like to tell stories, I like to stretch the realms of possibility as far as possible without reaching the breaking point. I like to get people or readers to use their imagination and interpret in their own mind what could have happened.
    Now hands up all those people who read The Lord of the Rings Triology or even Star Wars and did you actually believe that what was written was true. If you didn't but still enjoyed the story then the writer would have been happy. If you did believe in what was written then the writer would be even happier considering that they had told an unbelievable story but people still believed it.
    The same applies when I tell a story only on a more modest scale. I tell a story and stretch the limits of truth to make the story more interesting and amusing.
    And so it goes with my Lances Ramblings I told on the Nixon Ck- Shipstern Bluff trip. I did not really believe people would accept as Gospel all that was written in that story. If you really believed exactly what was said and was upset by it then I apologise to you and I am a much better story teller than I thought.
    Or you have a more fertile imagination than I thought.
    If the people featured in the yarn take any offence then I whole heartedly apologise.
    I think Bushwalkers generally are a mature, educated, fun loving group of people and I love you all.
    Love Lance.