Saturday, 14 September 2019

Hearing That Rumbel Brings Everything Nearer

Turn the key! Hearing that rumble brings everything nearer

"Susan come over and pick up the 4x4." Oh heck. Everything just got one step closer.
One hour later the 4x4 Range Rover Discovery is parked in the driveway. Behind locked gates.

The only question left that could be thought of was.... "Which side to the fuel pump." Such a simple question. Definitely necessary. It's been a few vehicles since the fuel flap was on the right side.

By the time the 4b was parked the window wipers had been turned on instead of lights. Several times.
The engine purrs like it's as rumble all set and boy was that a beautiful sound to hear. Engine-wise.... there's a whole lot to learn.

After dinner, it was 'easy to talk' time.

Not quite sure how mum is going to go getting in and out... but between us, she will manage.
Over the next few days, the hall cupboard is definitely being sorted out. Prepacked for overnight adventures to start with.

Patricia has been made in charge of Google Maps. All the information that will be going on there. The aim is for as many out-of-the-way camping spots [with facilities] as possible to be discovered by both of us. The dog-friendly ones at that.

Bring along the virtual office

When first mentioned Patricia wanted me to leave everything online behind. This would be an adventure .... not a working office. Want a bet!

Laptops make a friendly place to work from. Write out what you want. Go to a wifi spot and upload.  The 'seniors pass' I am told have wifi and free cuppas.

Since what I do is basically all online there are things like file transfer protocols systems to learn about.

What about those old recipe blogs

Today Patricia was asking about the blogs from nearly fifteen years ago. The recipe ones. Including the very apt one for these adventures "Cooking With What?"

So much yet to do. One step closer every day

The adventure will be learning just how far a spirited, eager for life and adventure eighty-three year old may travel.

And the trailer... will have at the worst a place to camp under an awning.

Hot spot uploads to figure out. Solar panels to find. Powerpacks literally for everything.

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

Every Day Is One Freedom To Be Me Step Closer.

Step-Through Everything.  One Step At A Time!

Over the last few weeks, the wintertime bug grabbed hold and decided it liked it here.

Only thing is this body did not appreciate the bug!
Great things have happened. The kitchen cupboards were attacked and more stuff has gone. The cupboards that were holding the excess stuff have gone... broken to pieces and burnt. So much paperwork... all guide related and carefully stored. Gone. Burned, given to a Guide District leading library. Wow, the stuff that for years people threw out and I kept has value.

Minimization effects sweep through

Thus that big that made things hard to concentrate...meant the rooms have been cleared.
Today and yesterday the weed killer was used. Hence the dogs are really not complaining. They are here with me enjoying the heater. And the plants now sprayed are nicely being sunned on.

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Yesterday a person, a taxi passenger from long ago, called out to me as the dogs and I were walking around the lake Mattison. He had remembered my statement., When the trees are removed I too will go soon after,. So he asked and I confirmed.

Suddenly with others knowing there was no... well the fear of people like relatives who have denied truths, instead want to believe what others have told them.... there are just positives from here on in. Positively enjoying my adventures.

 The planning is happening as the cleaning occurs.

Yesterday also a blog broadcast was created, published. Sent out to the Facebook page and also to the Twitter account. One person subscribed and two left the list. Oh well, it just goes to show me that this stuff works. What I'm doing works. So in the next week, it's tidy up time. Tidy up on all the websites and corresponding bits and pieces.

To achieve the online and travel idea seems to be like setting up a home. Constantly twigging at something. Then dealing t-with the consequences and updated maintenance steps. Creating that virtual mo-jo flow.

Freedom Is An Experience To ReachOut For

Freedom to do what is out there and waiting for us to experience. Sounds great to me.

Tuesday, 3 September 2019

When The Mind Is Set On The Next Step

Things happen when the mind is set on the next step.

Yesterday's next step was to finish off sorting out the old filing cabinet contents. Years of Girl Guide stuff, mixed up with private papers, had to be sorted out.  Why?  Because today is the burn-off day.

Two days ago the first of these boxes were sorted out.  In between sending paperwork to the people who owned other paperwork that was easily now in the way while on the kitchen table.  Nearly thirty stamps later this paperwork was in envelopes waiting on the bench for posting.  That, of course, is just an example of complete one job either completely or at least do it someplace else.  before the thing,  like space allocation, gets mixed up.

By the end of hours of sorting out, there are now two condensed boxes that have those terrific old metal wired hanging folders.  Too good to burn so these will go round to the garage at a date when access will be there.

What amounted to one station wagon boot full later these old historical things were taken to the eighty-year-old still in Girl Guides today lady.

Turns out they were welcomed with open arms.

As Zelma was talking about the last lot of things that were dropped off there were favorable comments coming back.  You see the Units that were run by myself were largely experimental, to begin with.  The State needed a "true to life' experiment and we were it.

However, there were a lot of trust issues with myself.  I'd come from another country, the New Zealand accent was so strong still.  I'd arrived out of nowhere from a town few had heard off.  Bendoc was in isolated Victorian Snowy Mountain region.

I acted strangely.  People were told I was on drugs and other unsavory things.  When in actual fact this was untrue.  While this town was riddled with drug popping people what was shown, lived by and I believed implemented was there was not the need for anyone to partake in that crazy mind eating world.

Still, the medially prescribed blood pressure tablet was something that I did take.  Happens when you have a truck impact through your van the likely hood of injury and shock increases experientially! Thus the anxiety side of the blood pressure rises dramatically.

Undiagnosed deep-Post Traumatic Stress Syndrom is something that did happen.  Effectively for years unless there was an underlying set of learned/experienced 'experienced' activities to hang new activities onto the connections just fell into the 'yet to be used' heap.

So as Zilma was explaining the use the scrapbooks of kids activities, done by the guides, pictures, photos, writing, and all sorts of other things somehow attached into these books, the realisation that she did not actually know what went into how all the girls who participated were able to work together and achieve badges became apparent.

The second thing that was stated was ... everything is so digital these days.  So right it is.  Then the eye opener.  That the region here now has a History reference library.   A see, feel and touch place that people may borrow from.

The greatest thing that came out of yesterday, was this ladies total enjoyment and quiet wonder.   It actually felt we had met on common ground.  To people looking together at a common past that was no longer. While she is there preparing the past for future generations here I am being utilized to prepare a future for others.  It actually felt like a 'hatchet' had now been buried with the common unspoken knowledge of the removal of all the misconceptions of other people. 

As I'm here writing this there is the feeling of absolute peace over this tumultuous time frame.  The childhood activity had laid down so many common activities that were taken into adulthood.  The common things helped our growing young family survive after the truck impact.  That commonality helped me sort out the tops of the confusion.  Who the heck was I?     A person who knew how to plan things out to the last detail through subdivision of an overall vision right down to simple badge work and appreciation of blowing bubbles in the midnight moonlight.  And yet to start with I did not know that to light a fire you literally needed to take the match out of the box and create the initial flame.

To a person who before this place is departed from has a few camp blankets, uniforms, and camping clothes [ with training badges sewn on them] to take these to the history place that the region is creating.

One of the things that have been kept is the use of a compass, what to look for in the hills and mountains as you hike through places.  This is something of value tome. A piece of unfinished learning.  That has formed the desire to if not physically now hike through the start to finish of the Snowy Mountains then I am 4x4 traveling those roads, interspersed with hiking group activities.  Time to go find a few of these trackers.

The next thing was the leftover files paperwork.  If I was to pop it into the bi-weekly garbage collection bins they would be a too heavy paper collection bin to remove.  thus these will now act as paper for the burn-off,    Judging by the fog that has crept in in the last hour this will be the perfect day for the burn-off.  The clouds are here and the air movement is still.

Slowly, and surely, these days here in this town called Churchill are definitely on count down as the count down is preceeding towards achieving Susans Off On Adventure Life

Hearing That Rumbel Brings Everything Nearer

Turn the key! Hearing that rumble brings everything nearer "Susan come over and pick up the 4x4." Oh heck. Everything just ...