Day 4 - Minyon Falls

Hip Hip Hooray, its Thursday! No dillidalli (CEO) has determined that there is no rest to be had for the wicked. He lasoo's Local Guv from the top verandah and puts her to work to jolly on the glampers via the eating table. Local Guv is promoted to serving wench when the scrambled eggs appear. Princess Tabitha searched in vain for her rolled spelt but CEO has relagated it to the bin bags, which are now deposited safely behind a store in Woodburn! The promised Margaritas have still not appeared. Planning ensues and no dillidalli with pre determination has tagged two rainforest walks to round off our experience in the rainbow country. Off we go, destination Minyon Falls only an hour away. Can we stop now? pleads Doors to Manual. would have thought her of all people would understand the need to hold it in. No word from Local Guv for a while, as she is concentrating on the Subie's suspension problem. Finally we reach our target ( well as far as the "this national park is closed" boomgate would allow us to go. By this time the constant movement of the wipers is becoming more of a feature of this expedition. Rainforest walk now off the menu, we jointly decide to head for Nimbin. We bump along, and the glam subie team is being shaken off their shackles looking for challenging photo opportunities along the way. Glam hilux team hit The Channon but cannot avail themselves of the local ales as their wet weather gear is not up to the task after the thorough soaking this week. Glam Subie team spot the bedraggled glampers at The Channon: No dillidalli seizes the moment and once again suggests that we try a walk.

The Oracle snarls...

He seems to be on a different planwet to the rest of us, as here on planwet earth at The Channon, the heavens have opened up with mighty force. Walking does not seem like the most appropriate activity to fill the day. However we silently acquiesce, the Oracle snarls, but we trudge up the flooded dirt road to Protestors' Falls for 30 mins. Only to find guess what? The boom gate is closed, and we are unable to walk. Damn says Queen Daisy.

Meanwhile in the Glamlux, Bigfoot is making predications as to our height above sea level based on the speed that the water is torrenting down the road. Princess Tabitha is having difficulty with this concept and a discussion ensues, only to have the complete theory blown apart by No dillidalli at the top of the hill with the fastest torrent running.

Its now story time in the subie, and Queen Daisy is feeling a sense of dejavu. We all enthusiastically support the idea to go hunting for ferals in Nim-Bin. Of particular interest is the boy with the volcanic ear which tested her diagnostic skills 20 years ago. The mother had been pouring onion juice and ginger into the poor little blighters ear for 6 months, and wondered through her purple haze why this had not fixed her son. "Its a natural antibiotic don't you know Doc? Doc (Queen Daisy), promptly syringed said ear, prescribed some unnatural antibiotics and anti fungals (due to the onion), and suprise surprise the boy could hear again. To this day, she is unsure whether she successfully was able to stem the black ooze or whether it has provided the bitumen for the road infrastructure in rainbow country.

We all rendezvous in Nimbin and The Oracle races off to secure a pair of Nimbin tie dye Pants. She tries to persuade the cast that a pair of said pants are indispensable in ones latter years. Meanwhile Nanny Tanny purchases some nice new cups and a teabag holder from the local gallery.We are driven into the arms of the Nimbin local for a bevvie by the driving rain.

Feral Hunting in Nim-Bin

Team Glamlux decide enough is enough and head home while team Subie stick it out for one more. Team Glamlux stop to buy a trailer on the way and an intellectual standoff ensues. Shirley the trailer merchant didn't make a sale and we don"t think she noticed. Team Subie heads out to hunt and gather for the evenings meal. Queen Daisy and Big Foot are in charge.

On arriving home No Dillidalli (with of course no dilly-dallying) has the fire blazing. However there has been uncharacteristic dillydallying over the supply o Margaritas.

On the menu tonight is Greek egg and lemon soup, BBQ lamb leg and a big fat Greek Salad and Eton Mess for dessert. The cast were very satisfied.