After 3 years of working for the best company in the world I leave them with a heavy heart. I haven't seen that much of this little island yet, so I decide to do it again. Pack up and leave to see what's out there. Some poor friends of mine get to suffer from some storage room attacks, but at the end my drum set, 3 boxes of "I have no idea where that came from", my backpack and my beloved pan find a place to stay until I eventually come back. My room was taken over by a lovely man who gives my ex flatmates a lot of joy, so I don't feel too bad leaving them behind.
Rocking up at Trey's
Jessica asks "So when does your trip start ?", I reply "It just started, this is my first stop.". We are having wine, a delicious Mexican dish, listen to acoustic music and the first night away from home settles in. Susi is heavily overloaded so I get rid of some stuff the next morning already and swap my leathers for a decent jacket. Bang 350 Dollars gone, but warm and dry for the next couple of million kilometers lying ahead.
Mobile Well being
Since I don't want to run out of money that quickly I take my laptop with me get a mobile Internet stick and a year worth of surfing. Bang 250 Dollars gone. Which I figure was a good investment because a first job is already waiting for me which pays for the Internet, the jacket and the first couple of dives in Byron Bay.
Gandalf's Pet
Julian Rocks lay straight ahead of Byron Bay a couple of ks away from the shore. And it's deliciously impressive what shows up here. Leopard Sharks (that love to be cuddled), Wobbegongs, Massive Bull rays, Guitar fishes and heaps of turtles make every of my 4 dives a pure joy of diving.
My first dive starts with a closed tank on 10 metres. 2 girls had a play with it since I turned it on. One of them in the water, so one of them needs to be blamed. I am sure I turned it on. I signal my buddy that I am out of air and might wanna go up in case she doesn't figure what's the reason for it. She looks a bit perplex. I hand her my pressure gauge and show her the dilemma while I am slowly turning blue. She finally gets it and turns my air back on... what a start of the day.
The last dive makes it even more special. Some weird goblin out of lord of the rings shows up in a massive gap in the rocks. I feel like I am somewhere back in the stone age when dinosaurs ruled the world. I can't stop looking at it I almost forget to breath. This is the most massive, gigantic turtle I have ever seen in my life. It's digging it's way through the ground like a maniac kind of aggressive. You can hear shells cracking and it's massive head is as big as 3 soccer balls knitted together. I surface and since all my dive buddies are German I just release a flood of German superlatives to express my emotional state of mind. God am I happy.
Arrogant Prick
My visor cracks when the helmet hits the ground, so I have to buy a brand new helmet since the "uvex" brand is something Australia has never seen before. Damn it. After picking out a nice little black one, I go to a second hand store to actually sell my beloved blue German head protector. I explain myself and why I want to sell it, and the young salesman is quite alright with the broken visor and needs to talk to his boss. This one figures that the helmet isn't even allowed on Ozzy streets since some number is missing, and he imputes that that was the only reason I would want to sell it. He also says that the helmet would probably fall off a shelf and might split in half... I am so shocked by his arrogance and his insulting of my German Street Rocket Racer that I just shut up, pick up my helmet, give the young salemen a quiet "Get a root man", and leave the shop. I didn't even know about these numbers that a helmet needs to have. I have been driving my bike with that helmet for over 2 years here and never got into any trouble... and by the way in Germany we have no speed limits, and they sell helmets to fit that road madness... so why would he pick on my blue baby which was inherited by my first Susi which had exactly the same color, and they matched just like twins except for the general shape... I am letting off some steam at the caravan park reception and hope his wife will take better care of him in the future...
Plans for the future
absolutely none, except going north, switching to that cheap aluminium bagged wine, doing heaps of dives ;-)
2 Kommentare:
You're now chasing after whales and mingerfish. Don't feed that crazy turtle sausages.
Happy easter to you.
cheers ... hope u had a good easter and work is still as awesome as always
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