Cairns First Chores
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 21 Jun 2016 22:57
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Cairns First
Chores
 Bear got up this morning full of vim
and vigour to get Baby Beez new wheels fitted. I was champing at the
bit to get our Passports back. I set off at a cracking bimble and got the Cairns
Cruising Yacht Squadron fifty minutes later. Deep joy and thundybolts – and a
YEEHA or three. I saw a table and chairs in the
garden and took my three packages from the very welcoming chap who handed
me a card to get 10% off all drinks when we come to the rally meetings, told me
a bus was laid on so I won’t have to walk here with Bear. I sat for half an hour
opening our Passports to find our Indonesian Visas (thank you Maria at the
Consulate), our post kindly sent in two bundles (thank you Miffy). After a half
an hours sorting, rest, snack and drink off I set. Thanking the nice staff at
CCYS.
   Not the prettiest
route, mostly along a dual carriageway not a pavement in sight, just to
the horizon by the end of the mountain then......... I stopped off at the
massive Bunnings and Masters (like B&Q, all I managed to tick off my list
was ant hotels and an ant dropper) and got quite a result in the huge Anaconda
fishing and camping shop. My anorak, faithful to the last journey when it leaked
like a sieve – bought in the farm shop in New Zealand, was replaced by a
guaranteed waterproof job half price in the sale – twenty quid, bargain.
 I could have very
easily evicted this fellow off his bed and had
half an hour.
 Pleased to be back in the City.
  Back in the CBD I bimbled by the huge Courthouse, turned right and saw the Central Hotel, left and found Woolworth’s to pick up some
rolls and nice bits to fill them for Bear and a few essentials. Back to Beez, I
had bimbled just under seven miles – now you know I would only do that for
significant sponsorship but needs must and I’m chuffed to have our Passports
back with us.
 Thrilled to see Baby Beez is now an
amphibious craft. What I’d like to do is next time we’re
near a sandy beach, is to raise the engine and gun in to land, we could see how
far we could get on the new wheels. Please may it be when I have a
swimming costume on and no camera or clutter to
lose........................
 A soft
sunset as we both slowly bimbled to the showers.
 Looking
right in the direction of the airport.
 You would not believe the noise
coming from all the trees along this path. Hundreds
and hundreds of rainbow lorikeets shouting at each other, non to be seen except
for the odd one having to fly to a new roost having lost a dispute on a prime
branch. What is ever so funny is everything goes absolutely silent as soon as
darkness falls only to burst back to full volume at around half five in the
morning.
 Our vista
as we hobble back to Beez. Perhaps the best, longest shower in many a
month.
ALL IN ALL THROBBING
FEET
HAPPY TO TICK A FEW JOBS OFF THE
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