What reminds you of those who have passed on !

Submitted: Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 11:12
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Over the weekend our good friend Ian Cook "Cookie" died when a freak gust of wind took down his ultra-light at Yarawonga.

He was quite a character and often the subject of my posts here like for example when his new camper sheared a stub axle coming down the steep drive into Talbotville, and rather than be late, he dropped his silver BT-50 down a gear and dragged the camper into camp where apon his mates re-welded the axle in a fine example of a "Bush Fix" (post 90980)

He would always be out in front, the first to tackle a big hill, but you had to keep and eye on him, else he would inevitably take the wrong turn at the next junction.

Whether it was up the Hay river when it was new, or trail bike riding in the Simpson he was always in for an adventure.

This year his wish was to fly his Arrow ultra-light across the Simpson and we had volunteered to be ground crew.

Somehow he had even figured out how to pack the plane inside his "Work and Play" van.

He leaves behind a wife, two sons and many friends.

But my question was what will you remember a friend by ?

Cookie would often be solo on a trip but always carried two big fridges, one full of ice-creams.
After a big hot climb like up Billy Goats, there he would be, already parked and offering everybody "DrumSticks"

RIP Cookie.

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Reply By: Hoyks - Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 11:43

Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 11:43
I have a pile of memories that come on when something reminds me of those that are gone.

My Dad used to be an aero-modler, so the smell of castor oil and ethanol reminds me of him, also the smell of military aircraft cockpit, they have a particular smell that is a mixture of sweat, solvent and oil.

I buried a good mate last week, only 46 and he just keeled over watching telly. Garth Brooks "Friends In Low Places" brings the memories flooding back. There were always a lot of laughs when Darryl was there.

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Follow Up By: Robin Miller - Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 19:58

Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 19:58
Its certainly little details like that which can really bring back memories over the years Hoyts.
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Reply By: Sand Man (SA) - Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 13:43

Tuesday, Mar 15, 2016 at 13:43
Hi Robin,

I think that you have demonstrated quite clearly what all of us try to remember our departed friends by.
Fond memories, good times and maybe a little mischief together.
There is no better tribute one can have.

Robin, you have reminded me of my own departed friends who left this world too early, but I can smile at the memories of some great times we shared.
Thankfully I am fortunate to still have good friends to share our travels with.


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Follow Up By: Robin Miller - Wednesday, Mar 16, 2016 at 07:51

Wednesday, Mar 16, 2016 at 07:51
Thanks Bill , you put it in words better than I could .
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Reply By: LandCoaster - Wednesday, Mar 16, 2016 at 21:29

Wednesday, Mar 16, 2016 at 21:29
I wonder if Cookie liked tattoos...
our family cast my youngest brothers ashes last weekend, he was a tattooist...

The older we get the more we are reminded
The older I get the more I am reminded
Those that are passed, we are with them...
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Reply By: Member - Paul B (WA) - Sunday, Mar 20, 2016 at 12:35

Sunday, Mar 20, 2016 at 12:35
I think "Camp-fire" by Claude Morris pretty much nails it.

Do you remember the camp-fire's light,
And the yarns that were told when you gathered at night?
The shadows that merged when the sun went to bed,
After painting the rim of the heavens with red?
The moon and the stars, so close and so clear,
Gilding the leaves of the trees growing near?
The scent of the earth, and the smoke as it rose -
The quiet and peace of the bush in repose?

The faces you saw in the camp-fire's glow -
Most now are gone where the old-timers go;
But they stay in your thoughts, in a place set apart,
Where you keep all your treasures - deep down in your heart.
And when the time comes when you have to pass on,
To overtake those that have already gone,
Perhaps you will find at the close of your day,
A camp-fire gleaming to show you the way;
And there you'll rejoin the old friends that you knew,
Keeping a seat by the campfire for you.

To all my old camp fire mates, RIP
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Reply By: Member - Beatit (QLD) - Monday, Mar 21, 2016 at 20:38

Monday, Mar 21, 2016 at 20:38
I lost a close friend some years ago and our relationship was punctuated by fishing and DIY projects. I often think of him when fishing or working a project. He had an uncanny knack of pushing me beyond my endurance levels to finish a job, there would be no rest until we were finished. Now when I tire I think of him looking over my shoulder and find extra energy to push on.

He is missed.

Kind regards
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Reply By: Echucan Bob - Thursday, Mar 24, 2016 at 12:48

Thursday, Mar 24, 2016 at 12:48
Thanks for the post.
I've lost a couple of bush travelling mates in the last few years. One at 53 and one at 67. They had six sons between them who all love the bush.
We are heading to the APY Lands next week with the boys to disperse the ashes of one. Needless to say there will be a camp fire, and perhaps an empty seat or two.
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