Tuesday, November 30, 2021

2021

 Well year 2021 proved to be almost pedestrian with Australian states largely closed off from each other and capital cities and larger regional centres in occasional lockdown whenever the virus showed itself. Yes that troublesome COVID19 remained with us all year and even morphed into a more infectious strain which introduced the unpopular mask. The trial vaccines were a distraction and proved to offer some protection against hospitalisation for the believers but certainly they were no “silver bullet”. Some businesses thrived but most had a poor or disastrous year and many people were unemployed or even homeless.

Life for us had a certain sameness since long distance travel was largely out and so unpredictable anyway.   We decided on a programme of evening sunset watching and monthly short camping trips around the local south-east Queensland area whenever other events like Joyce’s music or Bob’s golf interests allowed. The following map shows the extent of our 2021 wanderings (numbered 2 to 14 – number 1 is home).

December was almost unremarkable being hot and showery, triggering Bob to move with computer downstairs away from the afternoon western sun.  We camped in the Bunya Mountains (map 4) for a few days before Christmas, which was cooler and also misty and rainy but we enjoyed hiking in the beautiful forests and photographing the hugely varied fungi. We returned home via a very enjoyable Xmas lunch at the family farm outside Toogoolawah (map 11). 



Just after Xmas was Joyce fell on a rock while walking at Whitepatch foreshore and hurt her hip.   Scans a few days later showed no breaks, and fortunately the hip healed after a week or so on crutches.   Otherwise we have both thankfully been free from medical problems, though Bob had a precautionary colonoscopy in August which found no abnormalities.

Also in January the Butterfly House EFTPOS terminal broke down so much ado getting a replacement and spare terminal amid a COVID lockdown. Bob was also helping Jennifer take over the Treasurer's duties. Meanwhile Janet in New Zealand was making snowman in her yard while we explored the flowers of Bribie's heathlands.

February saw Bob and Joyce bicycle 35km up the Bribie ocean beach (at low tide) to camp for a couple of nights at a National Park campsite (map 2). Unfortunately the weather saw us and sent in a couple of storms so the trip was aborted at lunch on day two. We struggled home with no power on Bob’s bike, pouring rain and a detour past a beach lagoon that overflowed in a creek across the beach too deep and fast for the bikes.  A memorable day!!!

March started with a Booloumba Creek camping trip with visits to “the egg” - a remote (couple of km walk from the nearest road) sculpture by the Scottish artist Andy Goldsworthy and Booloumba Falls.



After some Bribie sunsets and photographing some interesting local fungi, the month ended in another camp at Peach Trees Camping (map 6) in the hills near Jimna – walking and lots of bird-watching.


April started with a three-day COVID lockdown and Easter Holidays so we decided to stay near home walking, riding bike and paddling kayaks for exercise and catching up on paperwork and bike and Butterfly House maintenance jobs. 

Yes – it is a real live large green tree frog that sometimes lives in a rainwater downpipe near the bike parking.

End of April we camped at Hidden Valley private campsite (map 7) near Yandina with Joyce’s friend Denise. Bob finally found a pair of UGG BOOTS that fit at the Eumundi Markets.

A week into May we took the Cleveland car ferry across to Stradbroke Island to a Cylinder Beach campsite (map 8) lunching at Brown Lake on the way there and the way back to the ferry three days later. We biked along an old road to Amity Point and actually saw a wild koala up a tree by the track and also biked a ways up the surf beach.

In June we spent two nights at the renovated  O’Reilly’s Rainforest Camp (map 14) now all very “civilised” and not so much to our taste. However we enjoyed a day walk up the border (with NSW) track getting most of the way bird-watching and enjoying the rainforest and especially the remnant huge Gondwana Antarctic Beech trees.

July saw another week of COVID lockdown, lots of catch-up paperwork for Bob, and a camping trip to Elanda Point on a large coastal lake (map 9).  We camped near the lake under shady trees and walking by the lake at dusk ran into an echidna also walking along by the lake,  walked inland to Mill Point and the Kin Kin Creek bridge site (washed away by flash flood), and finished up the visit by a very nice Bistro lunch on a patio under trees.


In early August a Cotton Tree Camping trip (map 10) started with picking up Bob’s new Ebike (Merida Espresso City 700 EQ) and setting up camp virtually across the fence from the beach overlooking the mouth of the Maroochy River. We then spent the next two days cycling north to Mudjimba and south to Point Cartwright. Thursday Joyce went to Bli Bli with her recorders and Bob cycled back to 99Bikes for a bit more information on the bike.


September was pretty pedestrian for Bob with paperwork and maintenance at home and the Butterfly House.   Joyce enjoyed singing weekly with a Community Choir in Brisbane (Birralee Recycled) which met for 6 evening rehearsals in Brisbane followed by a concert mid-October - a commitment which meant we didn't manage to fit in a camping trip.

October began with a Toogoolawah Showgrounds Camp (map 11) on a weekend bicycle outing with the Bribie BUG (Bicycle Users Group) on the Brisbane Valley Rail Trail followed ten days later by a Thunderbird Park Camp (map 12) on Cedar Creek near Tamborine where we enjoyed various walks, lookouts, waterfalls, bird watching, a ropes course (Joyce) and visiting some old memories (Bob).


In November we camped at Goomburra Park Camp (map 13) in the Main Range NP a bit north of Cunninghams Gap. It was an enjoyable visit with eucalypt and Gondwana rainforest including plenty of the rain, cloud and mist as well.


And a more personal note from Joyce.  During the year, I have been focusing on deepening my personal connection to nature, including several cycling and camping trips alone up the beach, most often returning at night by the full moon.  I am member of, and often, facilitate about 6 usually small groups - musical, meditation and exercise - that bring joy and meaning to my life.  Some of my musings about life can be found at Joycesbirdpoems.blogspot,com.

My relationship with Bob(we have now been married 53 years!) remains central to my life, and continues to deepen as we learn, often aided by laughter to negotiate the challenges of living busy lives with aging minds and bodies.   We see the 'pandemic' very differently.  Bob is happy to accept the public narrative - and is fully vaccinated, whereas I am drawn to very different alternative viewpoints on the nature of the 'crisis'.  Out of concerns for my own health, and concern about the apparent low and very short effectiveness, and likely risks of the current vaccines, I am not going to be vaccinated, and will accept whatever (to me completely illogical) restrictions this might entail.  For both of us the bottom line is the same as it is for all other Australians: we can only obey the 'rules' as we see fit as we watch the story unfold.

Janet continues to enjoy life and work in New Zealand, where she has now been for 3 years.  She had plans to visit us in July, which had to be cancelled at the last moment due to border closures - so has been using her holiday time to further explore her new homeland.  Craig (and his partner Karen) are happily living in Toronto despite its many lockdowns and restrictions as they are able to do their computer-based work happily from home.

What will 2022 bring? More civil unrest as people tire of constraints on their “freedoms”? A resurgence of COVID as we attempt to reopen our economies? New more disruptive strains of the virus (e.g. Omicron from southern Africa)? Worldwide supply-chain problems currently predicted to take least a year or two to recover? Moves away from “globalisation” towards more local food and manufacturing? Economic disruption from the huge debts racked up by China’s rapid development and by the world-wide COVID disruptions? Increasing extremes in the weather due to Global Warming? Hydrogen as a viable transport/industrial fuel? We could go on forever and still not solve the world’s problems. 

Oh Well. Maybe see you next year!  It has been a great time to be alive!

And as a final postscript that probably summarises it all

















Tuesday, November 10, 2020

 Christmas 2020

Well - what a year it has been! From enormous climate-change-enhanced drought and bushfires; to an over-population-induced global pandemic with its lock-downs and faltering economies and a shake-up of the cruise industry; not to mention a New Zealand volcanic disaster on White Island, and an American election and all the Trump-enhanced hysteria that brought. The press must be exhausted and feeling washed-out – we the public certainly are. And more than ever, we flounder in an overly-complex world with no star of truth or reason to guide us. Won’t it all just go away? Unfortunately not - so you had better strap yourself in for 2021!!!! 

Last Christmas seems so far away – we spent it in New Zealand with our daughter Janet exploring the south of the North Island. We started with a visit to Mt Egmont, a spectacular but rather staid volcano. Then we hired two kayaks (Janet brought her own) and spent 7 days floating and paddling about 150 kilometers down the Wanganui River – a fantastic restful and scenic time with virtually no contact with the outside world except a small number of fellow adventurers.   This included having a remote campground to ourselves on Christmas Day, and plenty of space in other campgrounds on the other nights. The Whanganui trip is promoted as one of the Great Walks in New Zealand, and the river itself is sacred to the local Maori people, and a truly special place to visit. The river has enough current to make paddling easy most of the time, and lots of rapids that are reasonably straightforward and fun to run safely.

Getting ready to go - will it all fit??


Scenic camp spot above the river - we each had our own tent.


Looking ahead to a quiet stretch


NZ morning mist - we were very lucky with the weather.


Typical fast water and rapid


Admiring our Christmas tree


After our paddle, we visited the Tongariro National Park with its amazing volcanoes, great walks, the cable car ascent of Mount Ruapehu with great views - not to mention the great buffet lunch at the top.  We spent our final few days in New Zealand with Carol Smith, a Bribie cycling friend who has moved back to New Zealand and now is happily settled in Waipukurau the Hawkes Bay area (SE coast of N Island). and reasonably close to her family.  We returned home on 3 January.

The second-part of February we enjoyed a visit from Joyce’s brother Alan and wife Linda from Calgary, Canada. We spent a few days with them enjoying Bribie, then took eight days driving with them as far as Newcastle where we returned home by over-night train while they went on to visit Linda’s relatives in Sydney. As the growing concerns over the COVID pandemic cancelled the cruises they were booked on to return to Canada, they further explored southern Australia and the bushfire damage for a few weeks before flying back to Canada just as borders were closing.


The next event in our lives was the arrival of Joyce's new E bike.  Joyce's old bike 'died' of old age (16 000 km in just over 3 years) and a bit of neglect (i.e. rust!) during Alan's visit.   Joyce was able to pick up the new bike the day after we got home form Newcastle.  Since the bike was just plain black (with a large Riese Muller logo), Joyce use some of the paint left over from painting a large mural at the Art Centre last year to transform the bike, even before its first outing.  
 The new bike has already gone over 4000 km, proving its value as a true freedom machine.

Bikes are central to our way of life on Bribie for day to day transport, and both of us ride a couple of times a week with our local bike group, the Bribie BUG .    Probably about a third of our bike group of almost 100 members now ride ebikes.   These bikes help us all keep active and social, and maintaining joint flexibility, especially knees and are especially valuable for hills (very rare on Bribie) and strong headwinds (all too common). 

Our COVID lockdown started on March 23rd and shutdown the Butterfly House and golf and lots more – “State and Federal officials have said people should only leave the house to go to work or study, to exercise, to get essential supplies or medical care.”     We enjoyed our simplified lives, and and especially appreciated being able to exercise freely.  We  kayaked, and went on long bike rides and bush walks together to many places on the Island that Bob had never visited, and Joyce hadn't visited for a long time.  It was great to be able to take time to observe as we wandered, and we became especially fascinated by spiders and spider webs.




During the lockdown, Bob applied for grants for  vinyl flooring in the laboratory of the 
Butterfly House, and for solar panels. Both applications were successful with installation in the latter part of the lock-down when things were on maintenance and quiet. He also kept busy working to juggle finances to keep the Butterfly House ticking over without visitors to pay the bills.

By June 28th lock-down provisions relaxed sufficiently for the Butterfly House to reopen to the public under a SafeCOVID plan and with provisions limiting visitor numbers. Bob announced at the midyear AGM that he would be standing for his last year as Secretary and Treasurer of the Bribie Butterfly Volunteers (five years is enough), and he has started handing over his treasurer duties to a couple of enthusiastic helpers. The greater freedom has allowed him to increase his golf
playing to 3 or 4 days a week. 

Happy backyard frog

Our backyard pond - which fills about half of the backyard of our townhouse.

A few weeks into the lockdown, we had curtail on our happy 'exercise' explorations to give us time to drain, rebuild and reline our backyard decorative pools after a seam in the original 18 year old liner started leaking.  Many of our little frogs have returned and both they and us are enjoying the renewed vegetation in the pond.  So far we have seen up to 8 of them croaking loudly in the evening and early morning.  We also finally had time to do some paving of a weed-infested garden in the body corporate area, which now looks much tidier.

Most of Joyce's activities have also resumed post-lockdown - playing the recorder weekly with both a small group on the Sunshine Coast, and the Bribie Island Orchestra, a weekly Laughing group on the foreshore (now in its 13th year), a Christian meditation group, a weekly Wu Tao exercise group and a meditation group at the Art Centre Labyrinth which has evolved to include a very rewarding poetry sharing and lunch group.  Her poetic musings for this group, which summarise much of
her philosophical journey over the past months can be found here.  

Backyard greenhouse

A New Zealand snowman!!!

With Christmas approaching, we have some snowy scenes to share - though they are from Janet's garden in NZ of a late (and very short lasting) snowfall in September. Janet has now been in NZ for 2 years, and is enjoying life there - except that the current travel barriers to Australia are making her aware that NZ is not Australia, and she is slowly having to learn to love two homelands at the same time and like all of us, to face a world where our freedom to travel is greatly reduced. Craig is still happily living in Toronto Canada where he moved to just over a year ago.

Our civilisation this year seems to have reached a real turning point, whether you interpret the year as focusing on controlling a dangerous pandemic that has been reasonably well managed in Australia (as Bob does), or as economical and socially destructive hysteria and unnecessary and ineffective lockdowns over a virus that is not particularly deadly, and has resulted in little if any 'excess mortality' world-wide (as Joyce does).  This bringing to focus the long-standing major questions on why people choose to trust (or not to trust) a particular source of information - and the big mystery of 'what is the truth'?  And in the background of it all are very worrying changes in the Arctic and our weather patterns that will probably affect our future much more and much sooner than the virus ever will.

Perhaps the best way to close the year's musings in a world where our uncertain future makes every day is a blessing is the words of Lennon and McCartney:



When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be

And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer
Let it be

For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer
Let it be

And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow
Let it be









Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Christmas 2019

Christmas 2018 was celebrated at the family farm near Toogoolawah. Once again we camped on the way to minimize Christmas Day travel on the busy roads, this time at Archer Campsite 3 on Neurum Creek.


 This year our primary exercise was again cycling, both about the island and on rides in the region with the Bribie BUG (our cycling group of about 100 members). Regular island rides of 20-25km are becoming much more popular - perhaps with the proliferation of e-bikes. Our favourites are with 5-15 riders on Wednesday mornings and 20-30 on Saturdays. We also enjoyed many of the "away" rides in the region especially those on the Brisbane Valley Rail Trail which connects Ipswich and Yarraman ( a total distance of 162 km, which we have ridden most of in 20 to 40 km sections ) and a particularly memorable Woodford-Peachester ride on which the rain came tumbling down for the latter three quarters - what a bunch of drowned but happy rats we were on our return to Woodford.  Bob was president of this group until August, when he switched roles with the then treasurer.


In February the two of us, and a friend Kim Bennie, enjoyed a weekend camp at Booloumba Creek. It also rained but just a little - and that was almost the last of the rain  for this year. As a result Australia has experienced  record high temperatures almost every month, a devastating drought, and in the last three months truly horrendous fires up and down the east coast of Australia the likes of which Australia has not seen in living memory.



Mid-February we spent six weeks in St Arnaud, New Zealand  helping Janet settle into her "company house" and exploring the area around her new home.  We ended up camping in the lakeside campground for a couple of weeks while the house was being freshly painted, and were kept busy cleaning up the yard,  unpacking many boxes from Geraldton, and building a chicken house and run.  Janet is enjoying her work as a biodiversity ranger focusing on threatened plants that includes being helicoptered into remote areas for plant surveys, weeding and trapping feral animals. She too is captivated by the beauty of the environment - though still getting used to (and fit for) their love of tramping vertically up and down the nearby mountains.



Joyce's energies this year have focused slowly continuing to develop the Labyrinth at the Art Centre, and an associated collaborative mural painting project (see also BribieLabyrinthProject.blogspot.com)  which has led to lot of intense discussions on pathways in life as well as having fun creating a bright and playful feature at the Arts Centre.  Music has continued to be an important part of her life, with weekly trips to Bli Bli on the Sunshine Coast for to play recorder duets and trios, and continuing participation in the Bribie Island Orchestra, and the Island Celtic Fiddlers.  In May Joyce enjoyed a week camping on North Stradbroke Island at a inspirational seminar on 'Elderhood in a Troubled Age'  presented by a Canadian, Stephen Jenkinson, who is best known for his writings on grief and dying (https://orphanwisdom.com),  Later in the month, she enjoyed a long weekend as part of a BioBlitz doing a wide range of ecological surveys just south of Fraser Island.


Bob continued with golf 3 times a week (including being treasurer of the social group Dad's Army), and treasury duties at the Bribie Butterfly House. These meant a fair bit of time in his "pod" with a fair bit of coffee.


The Butterfly House (https://www.bribieislandbutterflyhouse.org) continues to be very popular, turning over in excess of $200,000 p.a. with almost three quarters donated to local and overseas charities.


Joyce came home from New Zealand wondering what winter would be like amongst the mountains. So of course off we went again for two weeks in St Arnaud in late August cuddled around the wood stove at night with morning temperatures in the yard below zero admiring snow on all the local peaks while we did odd jobs for Janet. We included a visit to a local ski field and a few days down in the Franz Josef glacier region. Global warming has drastically shrunk the glacier - a stark reminder of our changing world.




On the glacier trip Bob admired the clean gravelly rivers of the west coast and was heard to unwisely wonder how they would be for kayaking. No sooner were we back in Australia, Joyce was organising yet another cross-Tasman trip over Christmas including a six-day 150 km  kayak trip down the Whanganui River on the North Island with Janet (pictures next year). This has also resulted in us getting our own kayaks out here on Bribie as much as possible for the last couple of months to build some paddling fitness for this adventure - which has been great as the kayaks had been languishing unused for many months.

In the midst of this Bob had a couple of rectal bleeds and was put through the colonoscopy torture. Fortunately he only lost three polyps which proved to be benign. The worst part was having to do it all again if he survives Joyce's holidays for three years.

Now we are again well into Christmas Party and Christmas Card time which signals the end of our 2019 blog.

As we finished last year, may your countries struggle on through 2020 without too much climate-induced damage and may your politicians not cause too much angst.

All the best for 2020,

 Bob and Joyce

And as a postscript - a poem (by Joyce)!


 

 

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Christmas 2018

Newell Family News 2018

2018 was a special year for us as we celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary on 3 August.

As part of the celebrations we spent a few days at O'Reillys Rainforest Retreat with Janet.


We also dug up our original wedding portrait, and decided to have a 'proper' comparison portrait taken by Craig Rohse .  Can you guess which portrait is which?



We also indulged in getting a couple of individual portraits made:




Artwork this year featured a coffin for Bob (see following blog), and stained glass panels for a new front door, and a stained glass panel for the main bedroom.  The birds on the door are (from the top) a rainbow bee eater, a golden whistler, a variegated fairy wren, and an azure kingfisher - and the panel is an artistic depiction of a whistling kite.




We also fare-welled our faithful Nissan Xtrail (2002) and replaced it with a Subaru Forester - and have enjoyed discovering that technology over the years has really improved...  We were so impressed with the Forester that we persuaded Janet to buy an almost identical (but 2 years older) vehicle when she moved to New Zealand this month.  


We succeeded in our plans to holiday close to home in a more relaxed fashion with a 2 week kayaking and camping holiday in May, and 10 days camping and exploring rainforest in October, both mainly in northern NSW National Parks within about 300 km of home.    

Joyce did however give into the temptation to fly, and spent a week in Melbourne in June at a choral workshop and visiting friends, and another week in Geraldton in early November helping Janet get ready for her move to a new permanent job as a biodiversity ranger for the New Zealand Department of Conservation (DOC) in St Arnaud in the north of the south island (Nelson Lakes National Park).  We are wishing her the best in her new adventure.

And to finish, the poem Joyce wrote for our Christmas card, which well summarises our hopes and fears for 2019.  We both feel that in these increasingly uncertain and rapidly changing times, it is important to be appreciative of each day.  Main references for abrupt climate change and the potential disasters we may well be facing can be found here and here.

The fragility and mystery of our lives has just been emphasised for both of us with the sudden death / probable suicide of Robert Minns, a core member of our social bicycle group - the Bribie BUG which is central to both our lives.  We were aware that Robert was facing personal struggles, but not that his problems would result in such a decision.  We accept his decision and the courage it must have taken to make it - and thank him for this powerful reminder that we know so little of other people - and ourselves, and of the uncertainty of the future.  Farewell Robert - thank you for being part of our lives. 



The End Approaches

Is this a misguided refusal to believe mankind is omnipotent and that we can 
live forever as individuals and as a civilisation while destroying our 
environment...

Or a simple statement of our current predicament?

A realistic evaluation of the now rapidly evolving results of our refusal to 
protect and cherish our environment.

Our separation from nature will soon destroy us all.


How can we respond to the looming death of our life support, and hence us, 
and our civilisation?
By shutting our eyes and hoping it won’t happen?

Or by living fully and openly for our remaining time be it days, weeks, months 
or possibly even years,

Celebrating the mystery and beauty of life

Cherishing the wonder of each day

Rejoicing with gratitude in all we have.

Which do you choose to do?

Remembering that what we see as endings are also new beginnings,
both for ourselves, and for the earth.


Love to you all - thank you for being part of our lives,

Bob and Joyce