Mt Macedon & the macedon ranges
It’s Holiday time
Yipee the weekend came and went with no more than a few hot farts form a curry i had for dinner friday. needless to say no one who sniffed, no infact was privileged enough to savour the aroma, was too happy about it.
Farts
This is a complete aside but why is it that one revels in ones own stench of flatulence but when one gets a whiff on another bottom burp its akin to being ritually tortured skinned alive and drooped in a vat a vinegar.
Back to the Mt.
Ok so as you now know the weekend was pretty chill-some and smelly so we decided to get the fuck out of melbourne and headed for Mt Macedon Ranges for 2 days of more chill-some relaxation. we arrived at the first camp site had a look about ten decided to go and look at another few. after 6 hours of driving about looking at paces we decided to stay in woodend, there was a guest house run by a coupe of poofters. was lovely but after paying for the first night we realised there were no cooking facilities and had a car full of grub to cook so rach was sent back in to apologise and get our cash back. apparently the cheeky poofter was trying to charge us a cancelation fee but rach put him in his place. we then left there and drove to the first campsite we had visited and rented a cabin. all that driving around only to end up staying at the very first cap site we had visited. FANNYS.
LOST-athon
After settling into our wee cabin we made sum dinner, well i made some dinner, pasta with a lovely tomato ragu, (NICE) we tucked into that and then it was time. thats right TIME, TIME I TELL YOU, time for the obligatory LOST-athon. LOST, surely you have seen it. its the most crazy show ever to have graced my TV and i’m completely addicted. i’m not much of a TV man, love StarTrek, most fantasy Sci-Fi and LOST. if you haven’t ever seen it GET IT and fall in love with it. if however you have chanced upon this blog and the year is 3057 then it is most likely to BE LOST if not its probably not going to live up to your expectations considering you probably have TV that some how incorporates reality and you can be a part of the show.
oh oh oh thats a great idea. if that’s the case go to the island and please tell me what the fuck is going on. PLEASE… he he
Sleep
After a session of sweet bedroom gymnastics we slept.
Good Morning
A new day and a new place to explore, we headed out of Macedon towards the neighboring townships. we had made a plan to visit Hanging Rock there a pretty cool story that surrounds this trippy piece of stone see more here apparently “On Saturday 14th February 1900 a party of schoolgirls from Appleyard College picknicked at Hanging Rock, near Mt. Macedon in the State of Victoria. During the afternoon several members of the party disappeared without a trace …” WWHHOOOO do you believe it??? not sure i do but then i cant proove its a lie.. maybe it was aliens…..?????
Reptiles
We stopped for a pick-nik and chanced upon a little buddy, he was some kind of reptile, he was just chilling in the sun, well not chilling… u know what i mean. anyway he was gathering the suns energy for his evening of hunting and also ever watchful of any birds of prey that may be hovering overhead so he wasn’t particularly bothered when we sat down next to him to have a nibble on out lunch. he was cute a hell, just sat there with one eye on the sky and another on us.
The Monument
After descending the monster rock we head for Mt Macedon it’s self, on the top there’s a big huge cross, a monument to remember the dead of the war. Id be lying if i said that I paid much attention to the details so i’m not sure what war it was. needless to say there have been far to many anyway. It was a very fitting tribute to all the dudes ad chiks that lost ther lives, “WAR!, what is it good for. absolutely nothing!”. It was very windy up there at the top of the mountain so we decided to head back to the cabin for dinner.
The journey to FOODIES
Pasta again but very tasty indeed it was. i decided that post dinner id go to the servo “Foodies” for some ice cream and chocolate for the next part of the LOST-athon little was i aware that it was bloody freezing cold and started to piss with rain. there were no street lights and i got a bit of the fear, “maybe there are aliens in the woods watching me” i thought was i began to jog, assuming that aliens of course cant run as fast as me. I was on my way back disheveled and cold when a cute wee chick picked me up in her car and took me back to the cabin, she of course was staying with me!. We watched 4 epps of LOST then retired to the fart sack. woke up the next day packed and headed back to Melbourne.
All in all
A very pleasant wee holiday.