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== Location == | == Location == | ||
| − | + | In a paddock off a minor road near Buchan, in southeastern Victoria, Australia. | |
== Participants == | == Participants == | ||
| − | + | [[User:Stevage|Stevage]], [[User:Talex|tAlex]], [[User:Felix Dance|Felix Dance]] | |
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| − | + | We were headed for a few days of mountain biking in Snowy River National Park, an area of natural beauty, wildlife, and terrain so steep you don't even need a chain on your bike - you'll either be pushing uphill, or holding on for grim death as your scream downhill. We drove up to Buchan on Friday night, enduring a steady rainstorm that followed us all the way from Warragul. | |
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| + | Emerging from our four star accommodation (an information shelter next to a public toilet), we quickly set off in the car. A virgin graticule always creates a certain amount of excitement. Last night's drenching made the roads a bit iffy, so we declined to take the car down the last section of dirt track. | ||
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| + | We were at the edge of a farm, full of lush green fields, a few cows, and the odd rolling hill. The lush green fields were quite wet. "Here comes wet feet time", I accurately prognosticated. Not seeing anyone around, we hopped the fence, and began the few hundred wet, slushy metres to the point. | ||
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| + | Suddenly a fence blocked our path. It looked vaguely...electrified. Felix, would you mind? Sure. He touched it with the back of his hand. Zap! Yes, electrified. Let's go around. | ||
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| + | A few more metres and we were there. A virgin graticule deflowered, and it wasn't even ten o'clock yet. | ||
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Revision as of 21:33, 31 October 2011
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Location
In a paddock off a minor road near Buchan, in southeastern Victoria, Australia.
Participants
Expedition
We were headed for a few days of mountain biking in Snowy River National Park, an area of natural beauty, wildlife, and terrain so steep you don't even need a chain on your bike - you'll either be pushing uphill, or holding on for grim death as your scream downhill. We drove up to Buchan on Friday night, enduring a steady rainstorm that followed us all the way from Warragul.
Emerging from our four star accommodation (an information shelter next to a public toilet), we quickly set off in the car. A virgin graticule always creates a certain amount of excitement. Last night's drenching made the roads a bit iffy, so we declined to take the car down the last section of dirt track.
We were at the edge of a farm, full of lush green fields, a few cows, and the odd rolling hill. The lush green fields were quite wet. "Here comes wet feet time", I accurately prognosticated. Not seeing anyone around, we hopped the fence, and began the few hundred wet, slushy metres to the point.
Suddenly a fence blocked our path. It looked vaguely...electrified. Felix, would you mind? Sure. He touched it with the back of his hand. Zap! Yes, electrified. Let's go around.
A few more metres and we were there. A virgin graticule deflowered, and it wasn't even ten o'clock yet.
- Geohash success! -- Talex @-37.5046,148.1706 09:29, 29 October 2011 (GMT+11:00)
- Appears the geotaging didn't work, photos of the gpses to be uploaded later -- Talex 09:34, 29 October 2011 (GMT+11:00)
Tracklog
Photos
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