This ad made me smile.
With every second person obsessed with virtual games Draw Something, Angry Birds and Modern Warfare when was the last time you swung on a swing?
I love the tagline;
get real. get outside.
For yesterday’s SSS we decided to tackle the Cronulla Dunes.
It’s a short 1.5km run to the Dunes along a dirt track through the Reserve.
We did 10 laps of the Dunes. 10 laps! It’s about 250m from the bottom to the top. Sand running really tests your fitness and endurance.
Harley runs around chasing little Swallows and ripping through the sand like it’s nothing, all the while Jay & I are dealing with burning legs and screaming lungs!
it might be a little early in the morning to be thinking about beer,
but it’s 5 o’clock somewhere!
I recently wrote about my new breakfast routine of a green smoothie (and my fancypants new Vitamix).
I am seriously obsessed with the green smoothie revolution; My skin looks great, my insides function like a well oiled machine and it’s a fast way to have brekkie! So I thought I’d share a few combinations if you get the urge to go green.
The simple rules are
Beginning in the cool pre-dawn silence, Aussies everywhere today fulfill a promise to our military fallen; we will remember them.
lest we forget
I’m up at Mum’s place and we decided to make some ANZAC biscuits!
Merle Parrish’s Anzac biscuit recipe [via]
Prep time: 20 mins
Cooking time: 6-7 mins per batch
1 cup plain flour
2 tsp ground ginger
1 1/2 cups rolled oats
1 cup desiccated coconut
1 cup white sugar
1 tbsp golden syrup
2 tbsp boiling water
1 tsp bicarb soda
160g butter, melted
1 Preheat oven to moderate (170C) and grease two large baking trays.
2 Sift the flour and ground ginger into a mixing bowl, and add the oats, coconut and sugar. Make a well in the centre.
3 Stir the golden syrup, boiling water and bicarb in a small bowl until combined. Add to the dry ingredients, along with the melted butter. Mix well.
4 Take heaped teaspoons of mixture and roll into balls. Place onto trays, and flatten gently. Bake for 6–7 minutes, until lightly golden.
5 Cool on the trays for 10 minutes, until they firm up slightly, then lift onto wire racks to cool completely.
Jay is back home in Sydney where he and his mates played two-up and drank many beers!
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
~ Ode of Remembrance ~
Albert Camus once wrote, “Blessed are the hearts that can bend. They shall never be broken.”
But I wonder, if there’s no breaking, then there’s no struggle, and if there’s no struggle, then there’s no healing, and if there’s no healing, then there’s no learning. And we are a sum of all our experiences, of all of our learnings. So a broken heart is simply a part of life’s journey.
Yesterday I took a monumental step and got in contact with my Dad. For the first time in 6 years.
It felt scary. But it also felt good
[picture via eternalyume on WeHeartIt]
My brother’s gone bush. As in totally outback.
He’s packed up his life in Perth and has gone to work with my Dad and his wife in Kalumburu. Now for those of you not familiar with Australia, or even the Aussies who are, you probably haven’t heard of this town. It is literally at the arse end of nowhere! He took 2 regional planes, a private charter plane and a helicopter to get there!
Kalumburu was originally an Aboriginal Mission, founded over 100 years ago. The current population is just over 400 people; mostly Indigenous Aussies with a portion of what the locals call “contractors” who are basically contract government employees who are there to keep the town sustainable (eg an Australian Government initiative to set up ‘successful’ lndigenous communities).
Because of the alcohol issues within Indigenous communities, this town is completely “dry”. No alcohol is permitted. At all. Ever. This is actually a great thing for my brother who is a diagnosed functional alcoholic at the ripe old age of 29. He’s had a lot of alcohol-related issues in the past and this is his fresh start. I’ve been speaking to him regularly and he sounds clear and really good. He said he’s feeling 200% and is eating a gargantuan amount of food. My Dad is one of the community managers and his wife is one of the child psychologists. My brother is working as a field manager; basically he works with a crew of locals to secure fences, town maintenance, build ‘things’ etc. By trade he’s Rigging, Scaffolding and Crane Operator as well as working other heavy machinery, so he’s completely comfortable working with a group of blokes in the 40°C+ outdoors. It’s a tough transition, from a city with everything readily available to having to plan your month’s meals (there is a monthly charter flight to Kununarra for supplies and a small convenience store where one orange costs $2.50), no mobile phone reception (they have landlines and satellite internet), no friends and the mail plane comes twice a week (Monday & Friday). Downtime is spent fishing or eating dinner at neighbours houses (in air-conditioned comfort!). It’s really hot up there and you’ve got to be careful about where you swim as it’s crocodile country. But it’s beautiful country; Australian outback at it’s most divine.
The other night my brother and dad went out fishing and caught Mulloway, Red Emperor & Barramundi. My bro was pretty excited as he told me that his first 3 casts nabbed him 3 fish! What they don’t eat they share amoung the locals.
The nearest main townships are Derby (population 4500) and Kununarra (population 3800). Derby is known for it’s Boab Trees, and I remember visiting the Derby Boab Jail when I was about 10 years old and Kununarra has the Ord River Dam which is a major water catchment and energy supplier for the Kimberly Region. It’s also smack-bang in the middle of the Argyle region (aka Argyle diamonds!!!!)
Read here for more info on the Derby Boab Prison.
My bro has a weekend sojourn in Kununarra this weekend; the company flies him out for a couple of nights in civilisation. But for my brother, the outback adventures have just begun…
*this post was inspired [via]
in Latin ad multos annos means “many happy returns“
today, I wish this for my friend Neen
who has now been on this earth for 32 years!
may you have many many more (especially when I’m helping you celebrate 😉 )