My opinions on matters of the day that, generally, have pissed me off. Being described as a 'Surly Curmudgeon', by those who meet me on a good day, I have a poor regard for the human species. This is my place for my free speech- not bloody yours. Crap under your own rock.
Monday, January 23, 2006
The joys of your own private beach
Thanks to the last lot of floods, I have one. A nice sandy bar, shaded by trees, next to a stream.
I still need to do a bit of work on the track, but that's just 30 minutes with the scrubcutter. A bit of pick & shovel and we can now drive in with 2wd- while it's summer, anyway.
Thanks to a little dam building project, the water is deep enough to get wet- let a couple of boys loose and they will dam a stream every time. Helped by a few bigger lads, of course!
The only access is through our property, or by walking up the stream for a couple of k's. Blackberry and gorse keeps the great unwashed out along the banks.
I'm in the process of building a hut about one minute from there- 'Artist's' impression above.
Totally private- this spot can't be seen without a helicopter!
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