My secret is out. From time to time I deal with 4wders who are doing a trip. To be honest it's more of a hobby than a money making venture, but it helps me to get away occasionally and pays for the diesel (or used to :(
And no I'm not trying for any free advertising..(if you think that then read no further)
Now I have to tell you that I really enjoy hearing about their trip when they return. I get some sort of perverse kick out of hearing about their great experiences.
I've also been lucky enough to give a few charities that go bush a helping hand.
I've met some really nice folks (and one or two proper B's..as you do)
Sometimes when things don't go as planned, I feel sorry for them. One
young bloke and his g/f from o/s only got as far as Vic where they wrote their car off in an accident, luckily no injuries. They were philosophical about it.
Another couple of guys were taking a road car up the OTL. They got as far as
Cooktown before a major malfunction at
the junction.
But perhaps the biggest kick is when they ring up just to say G'day, especially from o/s "Hi Footloose, you might not remember me but...yadda yadda"
I probably come across on here as a grumpy old buggar who perpetually sees the worst side of human nature.
This is usually far from the truth...most days anyway:)
I have to remind you that for every crook person out there, there are ten nice ones.(of course, most of this
forum falls into the nice category...crawl.. crawl)
Yes I know the market is down, oil is up and more tracks are being closed every day.
Things are crook in Talerook
And there's no work in
Bourke
No birds in
Birdsville
All the Charlies are in
Charleville
And the fellas are still in
Augathella
But tomorrow is another day. Friday...and we all know what that means...smiles all round ...so bring it on :))