The Road to Oz: T minus 5 months and counting

Well, against my better judgment but in total harmony with my stated purpose, I have committed to staff a leadership camp for teenagers at the Tyalgum Ridge Retreat (we think that's where it will be) in the vicinity of Brizzbin, in January of 2010. When it's warm down there, and cold up here - perfect time to go. And since I'm making the long journey, I'll be staying a while longer to see a few things and a few people.

Ozzies, mark your calendars and lay in mighty stocks of Vegemite, roo, camel, emu and barramundi. And whatever other strange things you wild and untamed folks eat. Camp's from 1-12 to 1-17, and I'm thinking I'll prolly stay a couple of weeks longer. Maybe we could do a little OzzieCon at some location central to Sydney, Dubbo and Newcastle?

Still figuring out how I'm going to get around. Maybe rent a motorcycle? Ride in the pouch of a roo?



Lots of time to figure that out, while I'm looking for a decent fare to Brisbane and back.

By Mogg's adamantium teeth, there are times I regret being teetotal... but we can make the best of what we got. I'm always happy to blow things up, even if I'm sober.

Glory!

The other night while photographing markers for FindAGrave.com, I looked to the East and saw this spectacular moonrise over Mount Olympus in Salt Lake.

Later I drove home in my hybrid car, with my GPS showing me the best way to get around construction on a local artery, all the while listening to Rondo Veneziano on my in-car MP3 player.

Paused to take a call on the bluetooth-enabled speaker system, and marveled at the miracles of modern technology. No, we can't book easy passage to the Moon on a PanAm clipper yet... but we've got things now that our fathers and mothers couldn't even dream of. I often drift off to sleep in the evening wondering what amazing things my grandchildren will see in their lifetimes.

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
-Robert Louis Stevenson