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Category: Rockhampton

  • A festival, flights and a rail fail

    It’s been a long day and our short trip up to Central Queensland is now over. Though I did not feel the same dread as on the flight up, I still awoke to a sense of anxiety about our upcoming flights. At the same time the weather forecast sounded much nicer. Surely it was to… Read more

  • Crabtastic

    I got lost driving home today. To be fair, this was the first time I’ve ever driven a car there myself, I haven’t lived there for eighteen years and there’s a whole new road in-between. Still, it was a little embarrassing seeing as this was the same route my high school bus followed every day… Read more

  • A Good Friday at Greatish Keppel Island

    When most tourists think of Queensland they probably imagine a tropical paradise with islands, white sandy beaches, clear blue water and coral reefs. And they probably imagine themselves enjoying it all from some luxurious resort. The beaches of the Capricorn Coast are grey-brown with coarse sand and crushed shells. You cannot snorkel off the beach… Read more

  • From Gladstone to Yeppoon

    When I was a kid my holiday accommodation almost always involved a caravan, tent or farm cottage. So it was a rare treat to stay in a motel on my first visit to Gladstone all those years ago. The Mercure was definitely a few steps above that motel, from my vague memories of it. Unlike… Read more

  • Not glad, not stoned, just Gladstone

    People fly for many reasons. Some fly for work, some because they seek adventure. Others fly just for the joy of being in the air. And some fly because they have no choice. That’s me right now. It’s been a long time since I last visited my family in Central Queensland, six and a half… Read more

  • Escaping the flood

    It looks like the city of Rockhampton in Central Queensland is about to suffer its worst floods in over sixty years. The airport will shut in a couple of days before the flood waters peak. Last time that happened it didn’t reopen for two weeks, which means our upcoming Easter trip there would be cancelled.… Read more

  • History: Escaping the ratrace

    Here’s an account that I’ve copied across from elsewhere on my websites. It describes how my family found ourselves leaving Melbourne and living in Queensland. I was nine and a half when we packed up our bags and left Melbourne to explore Australia early in 1984. According to my parents, their intention was to leave… Read more

  • Turboprops and tiring transits

    Once upon a time I had to spend an entire night waiting in the carpark on Rockhampton airport as floodwaters rose around us. It was free then, but now the airport has joined its illustrious larger cousins in charging for the privilege of a parking spot. So Mum dropped us off and waved goodbye. Our… Read more

  • The monkey garden

    The first thing Alex asked for when he woke up was “cars”. I immediately understood this to mean that he wanted to look through the hotel room window, where he was excited to see a rubbish truck in action. With a lack of daylight saving time difference of one hour (and 50 years) behind Sydney… Read more

  • The Return to Rocky

    First off, this post has nothing to do with Sylvester Stallone or boxing, though brain damaged states do come into it. Now that we are clear about that, let’s proceed. Rockhampton. I hadn’t been back there in six years, ever since my father’s funeral. Though I had lived for seven years on a hectare of… Read more