Sunday, April 25, 2010

This weekend

Hello. We've just come back from our weekend in Sydney where we climbed the Sydney Harbour Bridge. I've climbed it twice before, but I must say, I struggled much more this time.
Perhaps I didn't have the same self-preservation as before, perhaps I was fearfull of Cassie been upset, either way I wasn't overly impressed with myself.
I did however appreciate the exercise, it made my back feel much better today.
It's Anzac long weekend, and I'm kinda bored - I wish I had my SPOT messenger to play with, but that should be arriving on Tuesday. I was keen to get a weatherproof little HD handheld camcorder for $100 off all classifieds, which would be excellent for video diary, and 4wding, but these things happen for a reason. I think financially we're getting further behind our target. Although a fair bit of Twomagadan savings is tied up in shares, it still feels like we're a long way off. Little purchases like this will proove costly in the long run.

The tour gide told us a story of Lennie Gwyther, a nine-year-old farmer's son, rode his pony, Ginger Mick, 600 miles from Leongatha in the Gippsland region of Victoria to Sydney to witness for himself the celebratory opening of the Harbour Bridge on Saturday 19th March 1932.

In case you missed that - the kid was 9! I'm 25 and I would still struggle with such an expidition. What an amazing feat. It makes me realise how soft we are these days - and perhaps how with media influence, we think the world is a bad place - obviously, and sadly it wasn't always like this. I long to find the comfort and freedom to leave doors unlocked but I don't think i'll see this in my travells or in my lifetme.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Do I have the maturity?

This weeks concern is that I may not have the maturity to go through with this. I'm not sure if you call it homesick, but I just get tired of not having some things in my day being easy. I need to drive to Dubbo tomorrow (another 1000km round trip). I would have driven today, but my camera is still in for repair, so taking a day, taking it slow isn't so appealling without it. Plus I have to stay somewhere.
It's this thinking that makes me doubt I have the maturity for a 3 month trip. I'd be inclined to take my swag but I have nowhere to shower (and it is important because I'm seeing clients).
I watched an amazing documentary on Stress made by NatGeo. It highlighted that two comparable studies with monkeys in Africa and the UK public service both experienced different health issues based on their position in the pecking order. Well, the top dogs didn't have any health issues, but the bottom ones were continually plauged by it. Needless to say, it's imperative for my health that I get to, and stay at the top.

I guess that the next two years will 'provide' the maturity for such an adventure, but really, I need to do something about it. I'd imagine I could build this maturity by taking on adventures on my own, such as a few weeks away from Cassie, home, family to really find myself. Then I imagine I would return wise, quiet and well developed. I'm continually pulled to do such a thing, to make sure twomagadan isn't the test, it's just an activity that I will do with skills that I already have - not learn along the way.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Four day weekend

I've typed this blog in Microsoft word this time so that I don't have to use the shift key so much - my little fingers are really getting sore. We have a lovely four day weekend and we are going to drive to Stockton beach, just out from Newcastle to go for a tiny dry run - it's the furthest we've driven in the Pajero - which sounds crazy compared to Two-Magadan. 1000km compared to 20,000km.
It's only Friday and I've already fixed the biggest annoyance on my car so far. At precisely 3000rpm this awful rattling noise happens. It sounds like it comes from the tail shaft BUT it happens when the car is moving, or standing still, with the clutch engaged or disengaged. This perplexed me for a long time. It's the not knowing that is a bad feeling, is it a dropped valve, timing belt backlash, something clanging around in the gearbox or transfer case. Turns out it was this:

This is a unique doo-dad that is meant to reduce vibration... ironic isn't it. See the crack on the right hand side. At precisely the right rpm this vibrates and makes an awful noise. I'll try get some better pictures tomorrow.
It's now been removed and the vibration is a little better - so I might put it back on and weld it and the 80kph-90kph vibration may disappear?
Oh well. That's enough for tonight.
How about these chairs?