Race 5; Australasian Trotting Championship.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A.G.Hunter Cup Tabcorp Park Melton 2011
Race 1; Country Clubs Championship Final.
(Photo’s are not necessarily of the winners and placegetters.)
Friday, February 4, 2011
A stroll out the back for the last time…
Went for a bit of a wander out the back of the place . It will be the last time I go out there. From the back of the pine block there is a good view of Dellicknora Valley.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Lal Lal Falls
This is one of those sites that used to be beautiful before the environmentalists fucked it up. Many years back now someone fell from that rockface whilst abseiling and died. So they banned all from walking down the path to the foot of the falls. I’m not really sure how they connected the dots between the two activities, but needless to say we all adhere to the new rules religiously.
Lal Lal Pig Iron Mine
Out from Ballarat is Lal Lal up the ridge toward the reservoir is what remains of the old Pig Iron mine and smelter. There were a couple of pits, a smelt and tramway that lead out to the mainline. I will tell the story one day.
Ballarat Pacing Cup 2011
Above: I Can Doosit NZ. Below: Kyvalley Mac NZ.
Above: Millwood Nebraska NZ. Below: One Way Road NZ and Lady Lunchalot.
Smoken Up NZ. . . Somebody forgot to tell him he was meant to win. . . we will next see him at the Inter Dominion.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
The Passage Of Time and Those Before…
After too many years the gold watch is back on my wrist. Its not the most comfortable to wear. . . half the reason for wearing it. For I know its there every minute of the day. . . Thus it reminds me of the passage of time - most precious of all things. It also serves to remind me of those who have passed before me . . . and the debt I owe them.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Pen and ink sketch artist Exhibition opens.
The first exhibition by pen and ink sketch artist Dean Haeusler opened at the Polo Red Gallery in Cooma NSW Last Friday.
Second time round.
Last year was scheduled to get a new laptop to replace the ageing and slowly crashing desktop system. Must say I had a good run out of that old desktop. . . much better than what I had gotten out of several of the earlier, custom, overclocked machines I had played around with over the years. Anyway the chip had broken down and then the monitor died, and the pathetic secondhand bit of shit monitor never worked. . . and because it lived - where I now live, shunned to a shipping container, no internet access. This was all meant to change 12 months ago with the gift of a new laptop . . . but that money I had to use in other directions, so only now has the gift of a new Laptop arrived.
Thanks Mum.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
nothin’ left to believe in…
As lemmy says, "The older ya get the less there is to believe in. " Ain't that the fuckin' truth. A bit like that card carrying space monkey half a block off Red Square...and we thought those days would never end. Fuck me they were over before they began, or so it would seem, in fact its hard to even remember them now in this anethetised mundane existence. But truth be known my generation rode in on the back of a broken dream, but sadly enough the next generation didn't even have the broken fuckin dream to follow. And now what is it but a squalor of mediocrity, hence a lack of conviction of any sort. As Lemmy said, as ya get older, there ain't nothing left to believe in.
Monday, August 9, 2010
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