Allan and Connie - wandering about in a caravan - Winter 2017

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Whether you have been here before or not.. WELCOME! I'm not much of a photographer but I enjoy taking photos that [to me] seem unusual or interesting. Sometimes I think they are funny, sometimes strange and sometimes R rated. In any case you are encouraged to put comments in the visitors book. I hope I can make you smile or even giggle a bit.

As we travelled north on the Bruce Highway we had to cross the Calliope River. We could feel the bridge shudder as we went over it. The crocodiles watched closely and patiently - with a grin (a "hungry grin"?).

The Queensland town of Miles is small. Their "main street motel" didn't seem to attract a lot of business and looks as though some renovations are overdue. The nicest part is the front door.

The camp spot in Rockhampton Riverside Caravan Park

On arrival at the Rockhampton Riverside Caravan Park we were greeted by the mayor and several town dignitories. They gave us the best site in the caravan park - but soon realised they had mistaken us for somebody else.

I looked down into the work site below the bridge. The guy in the orange work shirt is pushing the portable dunny closer and closer to the edge. It is about to go over and down the embankment and will likely end up in the Fitzroy River below. Someone told me that the guy inside was the worksite foreman and he's been a bit of a shit lately. The worker in the orange shirt collected a swag of bets from the rest of the crew.

Piss off! this bread was put here for the pretty ones.

"GO QLD" !!! .... Ha Ha Ha Ha

These Marones should go next door and buy a newspaper!

Wanna be a bit different? why not buy this slightly different house? Every grey nomad that goes past whips out his camera for a shot. It's on the road from Rocky to Emu Park.

That's very kind of you Mr & Mrs Rockhampton

I've never felt so welcome.

But, no thanks, not right now, next year maybe.

Here's some "red tape gone mad". I can't believe the stupidity involved here - and the instigator of all this was presumably elected by somebody.
I went into the Rockhampton Regional Library with a computer USB stick containing a letter I had written and I asked if I could print the letter. I considered that my request would be as simple as it could get. Guess again Allan!

I was first asked to complete a questionnaire stating my first, middle and last name, Miss, Ms, Mrs, Mr, or other (please specify): .. then .. Date of birth, Gender, Language spoken at home, and asked to provide a pin number. The questionnaire continued... Residential address, Postal address, Home phone, Work phone, Mobile phone, email. I was then supposed to sign a declaration as follows:
"The information provided on this form is true and correct; and I have read ....etc ".

I was pretty gobsmacked by all this and so I filled out the form with the details of Ned Kelly plus some random numbers including a number of 69's. Then I read the conditions on the back of the form !!!! One part said "Rockhampton Regional Council reserves the right to check any client's use of it's public internet service including a client's data transmissions both sent and received ... WHAT!!!!".
GET F%*#ED Rockhampton Regional Council!

I went around the corner to Officeworks (note Officeworks) and a young lady did everything I wanted, including printing, photocopying and faxing without asking a single question, and charged a whole $2.60 - what a complete contrast! Wake up Rockhampton Council - you are NUTS!

City folk have NO IDEA when it comes to letterboxes. This is what a letterbox should look like. You too can make one like this if you live near a scrap metal yard, and have a warped sense of .. something? You'll also need a welder, paint and band-aids. So what do you think.. gonna do it?

Standing at the Bluff Railway Station, Eyes Left!.. I can't see the end!

Eyes Right!... I can't see the end that way either.

So I stopped the train and asked the driver to tell me about it. He was thrilled that I was so interested. He explained that the train was 1,720 meters long (yeah close to two kilometers). It consisted of 102 wagons and each wagon has two boggies and four axles. The wagons weigh about 20 tonnes (or tons?) and each carries 86 tons of coal. The whole thing is hauled by three locomotives which run from 25,000 volt overhead power lines. The power goes into inverters which drop the voltage down for the DC motors which drive the 18 axles on each locomotive. He is not allowed to take it home on the weekends.