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Outback Survival….

I was traveling quite well when I heard a ‘pop’. I felt an instant wobble in the steering and I slowly ground to a halt. . . . Bugger! . . I never had a spare wheel!.

All Australians lostare educated from early childhood with rules like “don’t go wandering off “. . “If lost stay where you are”  sprung  instantly to mind.  I did have a flask of water. It was a cool day and the thought of dehydration did occur to me, but it was not as if it was a 45 degree day so I never panicked. .

Knowing the local country is always high priority consideration in the art of survival. To be perfectly truthful I must confess that the trees and the local shrubs at this location did look a little different, a bit peculiar.  I never knew this country.  I recall old timers telling me that every different landscape holds its own perils. . . I decided I stayed where I was . . (the right thing to do).

It was some time later when I heard a distant sound of an engine. My excitement rose, and although I could not tell if it was the sound of a motorbike or even a helicopter. I sprang into action. I removed the tire from my front wheel, gathered a few leaves and started a fire.  In less than ten minutes I had created a solid plume of black smoke (visible for miles). . (this was a well tested outback survival trick that I had learned over my bush survival training ).

It was not long after when the black smoke plume had easily identified my location that  a lone policeman peddled toward me and parked his bicycle next to mine. This ‘London ‘Bobby’ pulled out a notebook and said in a strong English (Cockney) accent . . “It is against the law to light fires in Hyde Park London” . . .


I have always had a wonderful memory. when I say “wonderful memory” what I really mean is that I rarely if ever recall horrible things like the weather. I never recall cold or frosty mornings, or even 24 hours of anything dull or boring that might have happened before or after a memorable event, the happy result being all my life's memories are wonderful. Peculiar as it may sound to anyone who might be reading this, I have absolutely marvelous memories that range from breaking one or more of my bones to hanging upside down from an upper branch of an Oak tree with my ankle wedged between two branches. I have heard stories about people that have totally removed from their recollection painful events that had previously occurred in their life. I can believe this because at this precise moment I can recall nothing that was not absolutely wonderful. If by chance I have ever blocked out anything painful I would consider this possibility to be just another wonderful thing. I intend to Blog about my friends and memories on these pages.

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