“It is good to collect things, but it is better to go on walks.”
– Anatole France
Date 15th August 2016
This day I didn’t camp out because I felt it wasn’t safe on this section of the road. There are lots of cattle wandering that aren’t particularly quiet and I didn’t want to get trampled in my sleep! Ash came and picked me up and dropped me back the next morning.
I left from Swindon Road at around 7.30am. I only had my small Roman pack with me, so it was pretty easy walking and I got to Mingo Station around 12.30pm even though I stopped to have smoko for 20 minutes on a log. I felt pretty good about myself for walking over 20km in under 5 hours. I thought that maybe I’d measured it wrong, but Ash clocked it on the trip meter and it was right.
I made a fire in a creek bed to make my lunch and have a cup of tea. Some people stopped to ask if I was ok and if I wanted a lift. Not long before that a car drove past and a sizeable rock flew up off the road and hit me straight in the guts! I wasn’t even that close to the road, nor was the car very big or really going that fast. Lesson number one!
While I was walking I saw some tenacious fungi growing straight through the bitumen and I noticed that when council linemarks the road, they just spray straight over anything that is in the way, like a cow pat, sticks and a dead toad. That made me laugh. The Lady Bumps also made me laugh.
Standing at the entry to Mingo Station
Lunch in the creek bed
In the North Burnett bumps become lady bumps.
Tenacious fungus. These guys were everywhere! It was unbelievable that they could crack the bitumen open in their pursuit of life.