2009/2010 Random images. Stuff We Saw.

I’ve been slowly saving more of my images from my Redbubble/people/gryphonn pages. The following are things we saw nearly everyday & decided to really look at. A few have had a little ‘Photoshop’ work, while others are as captured.

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A little HDR, & some monochrome. This wall was a combination of Blue, Yellow, Red & Green painted sections. But the ‘vibe’ of the room was stark, cold & Grey. I hope this image conveys that feeling.

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Some of the laneways behind Heritage listed buildings in Rockhampton can reveal some treasures for the history curious. I like the way this window was modified to become a doorway. Probably back in the early 1900’s.

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Another piece of Rockhampton history.

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I just like this. House is not a Home?

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I’ll let you ponder as to what *you* see in this.

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More monochrome/HDR & selective recolouring. One of the new water pumps installed to supplement Yeppoon from Rockhampton. They are actually painted Blue. I like this effect.

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I liked the abstract texture and colour of this. An old rainwater tank.

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I’ve always been intrigued by this window. Part of the old ‘Denham Bro’s’ building on Quay Street, Rockhampton.

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Orange safety barriers at sunset. Extremely Orange.

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26 June 2010? A lunar eclipse turns the Moon a dirty Red.

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Housefire. No-one was hurt, but a puppy died. We alerted the fire department before this photo was taken, but this fire took hold very quickly. I still recall the anguish of the old lady who lived there. Tina & family & friends comforted her as she watched her history disappear.

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Pink Rose.

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A Night Out Watching My Mates Catch Fish

I got talked into going fishing, instead of sleeping yesterday arvo. I’m glad I did go. I took the dogs too, down to Our beach.
I played with the dogs & my friends fished. S, caught the first and biggest. She pulled in a 65cm, really healthy Barra. Then, through the night they caught four fingermark in the 50cm plus range. Watched a nice sunset, and moonrise.

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Midway through the night, one of the boys hooked what at first thought was shark. But it turned out to be a protected QLD Grouper. I managed to get one photo with torch light before it swam offย  after being freed from the hook. To give you an idea of its size, That mouth opening would easily fit your foot in sideways. The mouth is about 30cm across. It was bigger than the carcass in the second photo. I found that on the beach a few weeks back.

1.5m 50kg est. QLD Grouper.

1.5m 50kg est. QLD Grouper.

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A QLD Grouper carcass found on Walker Bay beach, near Cooktown QLD.

A QLD Grouper carcass found on Walker Bay beach, near Cooktown QLD.

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Something To Look At – A Diversion Of Sorts

A few years ago I owned a couple of decent DSLRs. One was a Konica Minolta Dynax 5D. Then I added a Sony A200 to my kit after Minolta sold their camera technology to the Audio giant. Anyway, I don’t have them anymore…
Here are a few of the tens of thousands of images I took with those two cameras.
The images may appear degraded. It’s a price paid with jpg files. The more you save, resize etc, the further the image degrades due to the ‘lossy’ nature of the filetype. Check it out on Google for an explanation if you’re curious ๐Ÿ˜‰ I also had to copy them off the site to my phone, then post to my blog through my phone.
Oh, and if you’re curious about the stories behind any of these images, please dive over to http://www.redbubble.com/people/gryphonn
All is explained with each image over there. The images are far better quality there too.

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August 2009 – From Her Notebook

Last night I was checking out an image of a Kite (the feathered kind) on my big Sisters wall on Facebook. It reminded me of how birds always seemed to gravitate towards Tina. I remember her taking a photo of a Willy Wagtail one day in Rocky. She was sitting on the ground with her legs stretched out in front of her when a Wagtail decided to perch on her boot. I still have the pic somewhere. He let her take a couple of pics, had a little chatter, then flew back to where I’d been digging in the garden, to chase a few more bugs.
I was also reminded of a few pages in a notebook that I found while going through our stuff a couple months ago. Back in August 2009, we were staying at certain spots along the Fitzroy River near Rockhampton. Tina had started to write a journal of sorts & this is what She wrote over a few days. Anything in brackets are my additions for clarity:

Mon 10-08-09
We moved yesterday, about 14km from town along Bowlin Rd. But that road is a 4WD track, so chewed up by blokes with their big mud tyres that it’s a 45 minute trip. There is another way to get here, along Port Curtis Road and out to the river, but it is a bit further and takes nearly as long. I don’t think we’ll be able to camp here for long. It takes too long & too much diesel to come all this way (every day). We’ll spend this week looking for somewhere else a bit closer to town I think.
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We had a very pretty sight to wake up to this morn. Looking out over the water, the fog hid the opposite bank up around the bend. As Brad said, “It looks like we’re on a lake.” The other bank and the mountains in the distance behind looked like a big island in the centre.
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It’s raining! For the first time in ages. It’s not going to last long though. The clouds came over & I had plenty of time to make sure everything was covered. I saw it coming over the mountain, and it was just rolling in lazily. It’s stoped now. I can see blue sky again, but there’s still some rain somewhere between here and the mts.
The crows are flying around again after making a big deal of roosting just before it hit. So maybe they know it’s already over.
The rain barely pocked the ground. I can see tiny wet splotches where the raindrops landed, but there’s still more dry ground than wet. My fire is still alight. It’s still raining, but it’s more like mist. The rain on the mountains looks like it’s heading towards town, and the band that came through here I can see retreating Westwards.
I was going to open the back & sit on the tailgate to watch it go, but as I opened the door a scud came through. It’s gone again now but I think I’ll just sit here in the nice dry car & have rest,, in case another one comes through.
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There’s a pair of finches in the trees next to the car. No, they’re tiny little Honeyeaters. They’re flitting through the trees., one of them performing little aerobatic manoeuvres as he goes. When he lands, he flips upside down and hangs from the branch to eat from the little upside down flowers.
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When we came up here yesterday we kept seeing a pair of Whistling Kites circling our car. We were wondering if they were our mates from the last campsite (8km away). When we got here & were checking the place out, the kites kept us in view, circling down close to the car several times. Now, I know that these types of bird are very common in this area, but that’s not a very normal behaviour for them. Usually they’ll fly quite high, & there’s only one bird I know who comes so close…and more recently his mate (at the previous camp, Tina had gained the trust of a pair of kites. They would perch in the ironbarks quite close to the car).
I know that it’s not likely to be the same pair, but it’d be cool if it was. This morning though, while I was listening, his call sounded different. It could be because he’s in a new territory, but I doubt it. I might allow myself to fool myself though. I told Brad yesterday, “You realise that if they’re the same pair we’ll have to name them Gryphonn & Phoenix”. I kind of like that. So from now on that will be their names…whether they’re the same pair or not ๐Ÿ™‚ย  (yep, She drew a smiley face).
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The Wrens are in the grass, jumping from stalk to stalk as they check me out. The female was trying to attract my attention this morning, but I’ve only just spotted the male now. He’s beautifully decked out in his finest Black, his little Red vest shining as he puffs out his chest. His full breeding colours and his wifes behaviour this morning suggests they may have set up home somewhere nearby. I’ll have to have a look so we don’t disturb them.
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The coolest thing just happened. I took Jack (our dog) for a walk along the river. I was hoping to see some evidence of crabs amongst the mangroves, so that we would have some idea of where to drop the (crab) pot tonight, but I soon forgot about the crabs. I was looking down among the mangrove roots & saw a round, white object floating in the water, trapped. A frisbee! Bargain! “You score Jack”,I told Him. After I found a suitably long stick to retrieve it without wetting my boots, we took the frisbee up to the wide grassy flat just up from our camp. This is the cool part! I threw the frisbee a couple of times & I heard the kite calling. I looked up & he was just there above me, about 4 metres up. He just sort of hung there on the wind, adjusting his wings slightly now and then. His mate was flying lazy circles, much higher up. “Hello Gryphonn,” I said. “Want to play?” I held the frisbee up to show him & he looked at it. Then, when I threw it, he flew above Jack as he ran, then turned and came back when he did! I was spun out! So I did it again…and so did the bird. And he kept doing it, never diving on it or anything, just flying low above Jack … around 3 metres or so, racing him to the frisbee. He did it eight times – I counted. Pity Jack got tired. It was so cool! I’m sure he was playing. I even apologised for not having anything for him to eat. I told him to come back tomorrow & I’ll have somthing. I hope he does.

Where the hell have you been?

All over. These two beautiful people took me in for Christmas Day in Townsville.

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If you recall fromย  Part 1 of my Christmas trip, I got into the City about 3am. It was around 9 or 10 when I realised I wouldn’t get a lift South anytime soon. I was also getting a bit smelly & bloody tired, so I took Amber (@boogyrl) up on her offer of a shower, feed & a bed to crash in for a few hours. That’s Amber in the top pic.
When I woke up, Amber & I were lamenting about how quiet our respective Christmas Days were going. Then Tash (19georgiegirl74) turned up with a beautiful Christmas lunch & a beer each! So, we ended up having an excellent afternoon…to be continued…

This my Grand-daughter ๐Ÿ™‚ย  on Boxing Day. I have no idea where the other pics went ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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I promise to continue this journal of a journey in greater depth. But I have another post in my head. For now, I just want to put this up as a big thankyou to Amber & Tash. Luv you Girlz ๐Ÿ™‚ & you Ella Rose ๐Ÿ™‚

A Diversion to The Lions Den

We decided on a whim to hit the Lions Den Hotel on Friday night. The plan was to play the pool comp,but when we phoned they said they weren’t running one. However, we were invited to run one if we were coming. So we loaded our sleeping gear and the esky into Denise’ van & and headed off down the highway. We stopped off at the Black Mountain car park for a quick photoย  & kept rolling…

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Twenty minutes later we rolled in and parked up at our ‘usual’ spot down near the creek & set up our air beds & stuff.
We only managed to get one other person into the comp,so instead of playing for the pot, we all decided the money should go to drinks instead ๐Ÿ™‚
We got yarning to some Bama friends,and then a few more friends rolled in as well.
As the night wore on I had to head down to the camp because the dogs were going off and waking up the tourists. I decided to hang down there for a bit until they settled. When I got back up to the pub it was slowing down,so back to the camp we went.
We had an excellent night of fun & frivolity with some of the locals, eventually pouring ourselves into our beds at about 3am.
The one big decision of the night?
Sea turtle tattoo soon. My totem.
Oh, when I opened my eyes,the photo below was my view…the trunk on that tree is over nearly a metre in diameter.

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Some of our friends & us at the pool table.

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Just a Friday photo

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Apologies for the poor quality. I have but a 3meg mobile phone camera.

It Has Been a Mad Fortnight-Part One

Well, I’ve hitched a few thousand kilometres and had a big week in Rockhampton, and a huge New Years Eve back in Cooktown.

So I should tell you about it and thank the friends, family and random people who helped me along the way.

It all started during a long, sleepless Wednesday night/Thursday morning two days before before Christmas. I had planned on staying in Cooktown for the duration & heading down after New Year, but I got pining for family…

Thursday 23 December 2011

I sorted out my pack with a minimal change of clothes & my toothbrush etc. I made sure I had socks & me walking boots & some basic first aid too. And plenty of undies. The plan was to hitch out at about three in the arvo. Then I got drinking with the crew ๐Ÿ˜‰ . At about 7:30 in the evening I rang my mate Alan, who owns Country Road Coachlines. His business services the Cooktown district, as well as Laura and Weipa. It happened that he was running a special to Cairns in the morning for a bunch of the Banana farmers, and was happy for me to jump on in the morning.

Jazz, Maddy, McGee after a big night

Jazz, Maddy, McGee after a big night

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This pic is of Jazz, Maddy & McGee the morning after. We had managed about 2 hours sleep between 5 and 7am. The night was also a farewell for Maddy as she scored a job with AAT Kings out at Uluru/Yulara. We love you Maddy & miss your guts ๐Ÿ™‚

Friday 24 December 2011

So, on Christmas eve at about 9am, with ten bucks & half a pack of rollies & my backpack & boots, I jumped on the bus & headed to Cairns.

We got into Cairns about one-thirty in the afternoon.
Alan, the owner of Country Road Coachlines dropped me out to the Southside of Cairns near Sheridan Plaza, and gave me $100 as an early Christmas present. Thx mate ๐Ÿ™‚

That got me some smokes & a feed to start with. Oh, if you haven’t eaten Hungry Jacks for a while, the burgers seriously taste like a handful of fat. Bleh…

I started off down the highway & a nice girl stopped & picked me up. I thought it a bit strange until a 4wd pulled in behind her carrying more of her family ๐Ÿ™‚
She took me to Gordonvale & said if I got to talk to one of the blokes from Troncs transport, I should mention her because her husband works for them & I should be able to get a ride to at least Innisfail.
I walked out to the other side of the Mulgrave River to a good hitching spot and stuck out my finger.
After about an hour or so I got a lift with two gentlemen who were heading to Mission Beach for Christmas. We had a great yarn about spirituality, and they gave me some beautiful mangoes to take with me. They dropped at the North side of Innisfail & I headed off to the other side of town.

I stood at the turn-off for hours without a lift and decided to hike out to the BP servo, about four kilometres further out. However,it was closed when I got out there. There was a caravan park just up the road, so I waited there in the hope someone might pick me up.
It was getting close to midnight by the time someone stopped. Four folk in a magna had been heading to Cairns from Townsville earlier in the afternoon & had seen me. They were on their way back & stopped for me. So, after an enjoyable ride,we arrived in Townsville about 3am Christmas morning…
To be continued…

Sorry Gang

Hey. Merry Christmas! I’ll blog about my adventure later. This is just a belated Merry Christmas to you all. ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

The Photos I promised

These pics are associated with my previous post.

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