horsing around myella

On uor last morning in Airlie cazz and i went and got smoothies, this turned out to be a brilliant move as the lady in the shop told us that the local surf shop around the corner was giving away free clothes, shoes, bags etc because it was their 21st birthday. We were skeptical so caroline minded the bags while i went to investigate. it was pandemonium! Every visitor to the shop could take one free thing and then everything else was 50% off. That morning i had been eyeing off a girl in a maxi dress knowing that i wouldnt be able to excuse myself buying one. Thank you god, i found myself a nice one for free! I tried calling cazz but as usual she had her head in a book, and while she is always glued to her phone whenever i need her she never answers! I went back and shook some sense into her and then she came back with some fun shorts.

From Airlie Caroline and i set off on a long bus trip from airlie to Rockhampton. The bus took 7 hours. These two boys that had been on our greyhound before tried to get on without tickets, just with a recept from NAB. They argued for almost an hour which was painful because it meant we had a whole extra hour on the bus. There was also a boy who went to caulfield in the year above us on the bus who we spoke to for a while which made things a little less dull. This is caroline snoozing on the bus.


We spent one night in Rockhampton with locals constantly telling us to be careful and that the area was pretty rough. The next morning we had a 6am bus to Myella where we were staying on a farm. Myella was great, they had two birds that lived with them, one of them with that disease that makes all its feathers fall off, he actually looked like a toy with blue skin and google eyes. A family owned it, it was a cattle farm that breeds the cowes that make the marbled meat that is sold to japan for $1000. We were there for three days and two nights. There were all sorts of characters there. This father and daughter, the daughter was a bit of a winey princess, she was our age and thought she was a horse riding expert. Her father ray though was the most irritatnig person in teh world. Always trying to 'help' cazz and i, tellnig us how to pour water properly from teh billy and how to cut crusts off the bread for jaffles. He tried to saddle my horse (of course i had teh crazed horse) and nearly got trampled (highlight of my life) Cazz also had a derangde horse on the first day but wasnt man enough to keep him, poor cazz, what a weak soul she has.



I made her wear this helmet, telling her the helmet chooses the rider. hahaha. poor cazz, such a battler.

This is cazz when we were learning how to ride motorbikes. They teach you and then grade you and if you get a C you're allowed to ride up to the lookout on your own to see the sunset, the first day cazz and i got Ds so we were only allowed to go around in circles on the little track but we improved the next day.

Our cow milking skills also improved over the days, the first day i was useless, cazz was ok at it but it was quite embarrassing as the 4 year old french boy was better than us.
That is me with my devil horse, barnaby, he used to race in japan and apparenly they were quite mean to him so now he is very difficult.

Oh, this is the sunset from the night that we were finally allowed to cruise up there on our own. Actually, Liam, the 12 year old grandson of the owners 'felt like coming with us' but i think they actually sent him up with us to watch us, caroline was useless at stopping and i battled at starting.

This hen here was sitting on 8 eggs, it was very scary having to put our hands under her and feeling around for eggs while she pecked at our hands.

After Myella we got a two hour bus back to Rockhampton, had an hour to get dinner, had a bus from 7pm until 6am, then had to go back up to noosa as the bloody greyhound doesnt go through the sunshine coast on teh way south, this added like 5 hours onto our trip. At about 2am i realised i had no water and the tap on the bus wasnt working so i stayed awake until our next stop and then went looking for a tap thinking i would find one in the bathrooms, but they were locked, luckily i went for a bit of a jog and found a drive through maccas that was open. No one was around and i had no idea if the bus driver knew i had gotten off but i ran over to the drive througfh and lined up behind the cars. all the hungry drunks were very confused by me, yelling out silly questons. At the time i was very frustrated and still half asleep but now i realise that a girl wanting tap water in pyjamas at two oclock in the morning without a car would be a bit strange.