Different places

Running from one place to the other. From a primitive community with no means of communication to a place with the high tech of nowadays.

Sleeping on the back tray of the truck for a week gets in your blood. But there was no better solution. A donga the size of a camper van , and working 13 hours around the same people , you hesitate to sleep in a metre of each other proximity. I ran outside and installed my swag luxurious on the back of the tray. Space around me , where people pay millions of dollar to achieve it. A view where people kill for. Dancing stars , beautifully pictures, shooting stars, moving satellites and moving objects in space  are singing me in sleep. this is the beauty of going remote.

It are hard days of work , even at moments you wanna kill somebody or even that you feel you are going to die. But at night , on the back of the tray of my truck, makes it all worth. Not mentioning the pay check. 

Just back in Alice, and back on the road. Yulara, I know that place? i have been there before
But this time the job was a newbie. ground works. Playing with the dirt for a week. We had to prepare the red dirt for a new gen set install. bringing the dirt a 200 mm higher and level. Lucky , yulara , was surrounded by 1000 km square of dirt.

Setting a quarry  up a few miles out of the centre of the resort city. Driving a few loads of pure red dirt to the power station. and prepping the dirt by mixing it with water were our daily jobs. I felt like a little boy playing on the beach, making sandcastles. But hé, now i know how to build a sandcastle that doesn't collapse by a breeze . i never knew that dirt could get that hard , by just mixing it with water and pressing it together.
On the end we even needed a jackhammer to get an example of the dirt, to see if our density was qualified enough to build a gen set up.

Specializing in driving a bobcat for hours , getting the change to drive a road train. Yep, this job was different then the other ones, the 26 Th gen set install. The meaning of king of the road is now totally acceptable for me. Sitting in a monster truck on the narrow roads, really makes you feel like a king. Camels, cows, cars, coaches, cars, kangaroos all seem like little ants trying to stay on the road while you passing by. Almost feeling like a god. cars and coaches slowing down and stopping on the side of the road, to let you by. 

This job was a bit more relaxing then the other ones. Waiting for an hour while the water tank is filling up , and in the meantime chatting away with the other side of the globe. 

Running back and spray the water over the mountain of dirt, and doing the same over and over. 

Yep, this was a good job, with all his surprises.