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01-03-2010, 09:56pm
Tonight we are in Davenport, which is shut. We've found Simmo's brothers and are ready for the next shift to roll off the boat tomorrow morning.
The trip across was fantastic. you'd think you'd get bored, ut for most of the day Bruce ran around from deck to deck with his arms waving above his head yelling 'abandon ship, abandon shop!' Kept me amused.
We hopped in the queue a little after 8am, to find a line that snaked back for miles. We sat there for a second, and then started barging through. In the ensuing melee, we picked up Phil on the BMW and Russel on the TLR. When we got to the front of the queue, a very nice but chronically bored young man turned to all four of us and rattled off, 'got any explosives, fruit, ammunition, alcohol...' Phil cut in with, 'yes, I have some ammunition'. The young man smiled in a way that didn't quite reach his eyes, and kept talking so Phil cut in again, and said, 'I have ammo in my bag'. The little blokes eyes went out on STALKS! The annoying thing was, he got moved to the front of the queue and got in FIRST! I thought I might take a shotgun for the return trip.
WE WENT UP A RAMP, which I thought was pretty cool. Once I manage to download photos, we'll show you how cool. The bikes were tied down with high efficiency and probably 60 bikes made the trip.
There were many highlights of the trip. Lots of people on bikes, so you'd just start up conversations with anyone either wearing a bike jacket, or in bike boots. Or little old ladies, they were sweet while the boat was bouncing around, they were lurching about like they'd cracked open the sherry a little early. It was a bit rough coming out of the heads of Port Phillip Bay, so I started a new game, if you walked really fast along the coridoors, as the boat climbed a wave, you'd be pushed into the ground and as it crested the wave your feet would nearly lift off the ground. It is a simple game, but TOPS!
An old lady threw up, as did Simmo's brother, we saw the Spirit boat passing us the other way, the people were great, everyone was in holiday mode and was happy for a chat.
Because the boat took and hour and a half to get us off, we'd lost any opportunity for dinner or a beer, so we walked down to Maccas and then along the river to watch the Spirit pull out for the return journey. While we were down there, a bunch of locals had painted a sign and were holding it up for their friends on the boat. Two of the locals got married and were off on the honeymoon. Bruce held one end of the sign and I jumped up and down with the others as the boat went past. The captain saw us first and gave a toot of the airhorn, the two people up on one of the decks started jumping around and yelling. Guess we found them.
Tomorrow we meet up with the others and hit the road. Can't wait.
The trip across was fantastic. you'd think you'd get bored, ut for most of the day Bruce ran around from deck to deck with his arms waving above his head yelling 'abandon ship, abandon shop!' Kept me amused.
We hopped in the queue a little after 8am, to find a line that snaked back for miles. We sat there for a second, and then started barging through. In the ensuing melee, we picked up Phil on the BMW and Russel on the TLR. When we got to the front of the queue, a very nice but chronically bored young man turned to all four of us and rattled off, 'got any explosives, fruit, ammunition, alcohol...' Phil cut in with, 'yes, I have some ammunition'. The young man smiled in a way that didn't quite reach his eyes, and kept talking so Phil cut in again, and said, 'I have ammo in my bag'. The little blokes eyes went out on STALKS! The annoying thing was, he got moved to the front of the queue and got in FIRST! I thought I might take a shotgun for the return trip.
WE WENT UP A RAMP, which I thought was pretty cool. Once I manage to download photos, we'll show you how cool. The bikes were tied down with high efficiency and probably 60 bikes made the trip.
There were many highlights of the trip. Lots of people on bikes, so you'd just start up conversations with anyone either wearing a bike jacket, or in bike boots. Or little old ladies, they were sweet while the boat was bouncing around, they were lurching about like they'd cracked open the sherry a little early. It was a bit rough coming out of the heads of Port Phillip Bay, so I started a new game, if you walked really fast along the coridoors, as the boat climbed a wave, you'd be pushed into the ground and as it crested the wave your feet would nearly lift off the ground. It is a simple game, but TOPS!
An old lady threw up, as did Simmo's brother, we saw the Spirit boat passing us the other way, the people were great, everyone was in holiday mode and was happy for a chat.
Because the boat took and hour and a half to get us off, we'd lost any opportunity for dinner or a beer, so we walked down to Maccas and then along the river to watch the Spirit pull out for the return journey. While we were down there, a bunch of locals had painted a sign and were holding it up for their friends on the boat. Two of the locals got married and were off on the honeymoon. Bruce held one end of the sign and I jumped up and down with the others as the boat went past. The captain saw us first and gave a toot of the airhorn, the two people up on one of the decks started jumping around and yelling. Guess we found them.
Tomorrow we meet up with the others and hit the road. Can't wait.