Whilst four of us hung around the area of the camp looking for the elusive
Red-lored Whistler, others went on a long drive seeing nothing of course
but they
did stop at the Mt Hope hotel. For those who haven't been there this is as
close
as one gets to being in the sticks. It is a building beside a dirt road
going
from nowhere to nowhere. Its customers are interesting however.
When these birdos turned up, there was a man from Penrith, in Sydney's
western
suburbs, with his FWD and his Pig-dog on the back. Would the dog like a
drink
someone asks? No he doesn't drink beer, but he does like Bourbon, was the
reply.
Someone else asked "doesn't he walk funny after a couple of bourbons?" to
which
our Friend replied "No more than I do after a couple". Off the dog hops
and
waters the pot plants at each verandah post. A child offers the dog a drink
from
his glass of lemonade. The dog slurps from the glass and then the child
continues
to drink the rest!
Have you killed any pigs? someone asks. No, I was going down the Nasho
(National
Park) but it's full of F****** birdwatchers.
Oh! was the response.
Trevor Quested & Annie Young
Sydney, Australia
Phone +61 2 9955 6266
Fax + 61 2 9959 4005
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