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== Location == | == Location == | ||
− | + | In a field within a labyrinth of housing estate construction sites, in Wollert. | |
== Participants == | == Participants == | ||
− | + | * [[User:Felix Dance|Felix Dance]] | |
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− | + | I initially resisted this hash since I had a few things on, but once I realised our group's consecutive geohashing streak was imperiled, I shifted some things around and made sure I found the time to get out there. | |
− | + | Straight after my and my partner's birth class, I jumped on my bike, rode to Moonee Ponds Station and took the train north to Craigieburn. From here, I took the long, boring Craigieburn Rd east into the tailwind. | |
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+ | Soon, I arrived at some new housing developments, and Google directed me through a maze of half-constructed streets and desolate, liminal spaces, the old having been destroyed but the new waiting to be born - a place, as Gramsci would say, of monsters. | ||
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+ | One of these streets Google directed me along was completely under construction, complete with a cyclone fence and angry, construction-y signs. Of course, I clambered around the poorly-linked fence panels and rode on it anyway, doing the same at the opposing side to pass through. This is where I started recording my track log below. | ||
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+ | I then travelled east again, but this time along a restricted gravel road, rubbish-strewn on both sides. | ||
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+ | And this is where I encountered my second obstacle - yet another uncompleted housing development that I needed to sneak through. This one was open to local traffic, though, which I guess is me. | ||
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+ | After a short overshoot, I was next to the hash. I locked my bike, donned high-vis to pretend to be a government inspector of some sort, and climbed the low fence into an overgrown paddock. I was careful to watch for snakes. They'd love this place. | ||
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+ | Soon I was confident I would reach the hash. The metres ticked down from 200 to zero and I celebrated my success in the long grass by taking photos and observing my surroundings. | ||
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+ | A fox ran out from the hashpoint and over a small knoll. A pile of rocks faced me from the north. A rusty wind pump spun listlessly in the breeze, each rotation creaking at me like it would in a horror movie. | ||
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+ | I turned around and returned to my bike. From here I retraced my route and made the train with 10 minutes to spare. An uneventful trip took me home. | ||
== Tracklog == | == Tracklog == | ||
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Image:2023-02-26_-37_145_Felix Dance_1677453751233.jpg|Me at the hash | Image:2023-02-26_-37_145_Felix Dance_1677453751233.jpg|Me at the hash | ||
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== Achievements == | == Achievements == | ||
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Latest revision as of 16:44, 7 March 2023
Sun 26 Feb 2023 in -37,145: -37.5828367, 145.0235380 geohashing.info google osm bing/os kml crox |
Location
In a field within a labyrinth of housing estate construction sites, in Wollert.
Participants
Expedition
I initially resisted this hash since I had a few things on, but once I realised our group's consecutive geohashing streak was imperiled, I shifted some things around and made sure I found the time to get out there.
Straight after my and my partner's birth class, I jumped on my bike, rode to Moonee Ponds Station and took the train north to Craigieburn. From here, I took the long, boring Craigieburn Rd east into the tailwind.
Soon, I arrived at some new housing developments, and Google directed me through a maze of half-constructed streets and desolate, liminal spaces, the old having been destroyed but the new waiting to be born - a place, as Gramsci would say, of monsters.
One of these streets Google directed me along was completely under construction, complete with a cyclone fence and angry, construction-y signs. Of course, I clambered around the poorly-linked fence panels and rode on it anyway, doing the same at the opposing side to pass through. This is where I started recording my track log below.
I then travelled east again, but this time along a restricted gravel road, rubbish-strewn on both sides.
And this is where I encountered my second obstacle - yet another uncompleted housing development that I needed to sneak through. This one was open to local traffic, though, which I guess is me.
After a short overshoot, I was next to the hash. I locked my bike, donned high-vis to pretend to be a government inspector of some sort, and climbed the low fence into an overgrown paddock. I was careful to watch for snakes. They'd love this place.
Soon I was confident I would reach the hash. The metres ticked down from 200 to zero and I celebrated my success in the long grass by taking photos and observing my surroundings.
A fox ran out from the hashpoint and over a small knoll. A pile of rocks faced me from the north. A rusty wind pump spun listlessly in the breeze, each rotation creaking at me like it would in a horror movie.
I turned around and returned to my bike. From here I retraced my route and made the train with 10 minutes to spare. An uneventful trip took me home.
Tracklog
Photos
Achievements
Felix Dance earned the Bicycle geohash achievement
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