A walk in the past

The time in the outback town existed about different things to do. A day job , a printing job and a daily fight against the cold.




Every morning that passes , i discovered a new clothing material to keep me warm on my bike. Yep, you read it right. I go with a bike to work. So you understand why sport was eliminated on my bucket list. The temperatures here in the warm sunny outback can reach a minus. A min 2 or even min 3. So it’s freaking cold with a short on a bike. I was to stubborn to buy long paints. I live in the hot warm dessert , no way i’m gonna have long paints. But i had to give in , "winter is coming", T-shirt, work shirt, jacket, beanie, rigger gloves, high viv vest. These are just a part of my wardrobe in the morning to survive the bike ride to work. The only problem was i had a bike ride back to the granny flat. Once the sun gets at the horizon and starts her way up. The temperature also starts to rise up. With the rising of the sun and temp, one by one , parts of my bike survival trip , where stripped of my body. But the crazy thing here is , the temp doesn't stop at a plus ten or eleven , no, it can go all the way to a warm 28 or even 30. So on the end of the working day there is a whole wardrobe laying next to you that has to go back on a bike to the granny, to start again doing the same ritual in the morning. 

Doing my icy survival training in the morning, a day job, and the printing after. days just passes on, and my trip back to Euralia becomes closer and closer. Flight is organised, the date is fixed . 12 July i will be flying to Brussels , and will be able to see what a ten month gap does to a garden.The moment i had fixed my departure day. The speed at the working shop increased. A week in kings canyon was on the schedule .We had to install a new fence with gate, and a turn wheel to let people out but not in.The integrated installation had to be placed a few metres up front where the rim walk starts. A walk , I'm sure still is a fresh memory for my sis. Steps on a 45 and more degree angle. Steps who are not seems to end, all the way up to the rim. But from there on, is a beautiful walk in a moon landscape, descending to the garden of eve. One of my favourite places , but i reckon , in my case, everything with an association with eve will look beautiful for me. 

The job went cruisy, dig holes, concrete, weld post and sheets and get out of there. We stayed at one of the ranger houses, a house with two bedrooms, kitchen and utilities. Nice place to stay, except every day there where contractors arriving to stay at the same house. So by the time we left there were contractors and swags spread everywhere . Outside, kitchen, laundry room, utility room. everything that could give a little bit of privacy and could be consider as a room was taken. It was a good thing there was no dog house. It would have definitely been taken by a contractor’s swag. The only problem we were starting to get was a contractor walking and creeping around and over swag’s to get an early coffee in the middle of the night.But as a law , no job is perfect. On the way back , we heard a strange noise coming from the passenger side. It looks like one of the plastic covers was not well attached. As a passenger i was looking at it, when in a few seconds , the whole side was ripped of by a rubber band that gave away from the tyre. Something that most experienced truckies never will experience in their life.  A malfunction from the tyre, fabrication fault, a tyre fabricated on an early Monday or late Friday.So our trip was extended with a few hours, change the tyre and no short cut on the dirt track. We had to take long way around with bitumen road. 

But as always , all roads lead to Alice.