I tell you what my friends, I really do love living at bum truck nowhere but when it comes to trying to make plans during wet weather I could take it or leave it. We don’t have a plane based here which makes things even trickier. We have to rely on other people to fly the bores or get us the hell out of here.
As most of you will know (because I bang on about it all the time) we have 165km of dirt road… basically we have a 165km drive way. Of course when it rains you can’t drive on it without getting bogged up to your eyeballs. This means the only way out is by plane or chopper. We are supposed to be going on holidays this week which usually wouldn’t be a problem if our car was down on the bitumen or in Camooweal.
Usually we take our car out in early December to make sure it is all set to go for holidays and we don’t get trapped here. But this year we were a little blazê about the whole situation. So hence…. our car is still sitting in the shed, here on the station.
If we do have to end up flying out this won’t be a big deal… it will only add about $4,000 onto the cost of our holiday… no biggie right…. WRONG! Bloody hell, Tom has already bled my bank account dry getting him sorted for boarding school, then we have had Christmas… oh and did I mention that we have our car rego and insurance all due in December… that was poorly planned wasn’t it. Oh dear lord, it isn’t pretty my friends.
Flights out of Mount Isa are just ridiculous… I could do a round the world trip for the amount it will cost to fly us all out of here…. it kills me. Something really needs to be done… the flights are just so bloody expensive. It is about $425 just to fly one way to Brisbane. Sometimes if you are lucky and plan about 347 months in advance you might be able to pick up a $199 flight… but that is rare.
Listen to me bang on… sorry! Anyway, Mr Chardy has not given up hope of us driving out of here. He went for a drive down the main stock route the other day in the buggy in hope that he would be able to find a way to sneak around all of the water, but in the end they were pulled up by a good few km’s of water – everywhere! No way around.
Today he has gone out to our east on the Wine Road (the road to Mrs Savvy B’s place)… this might be our only hope… although it is 190km’s of dirt road going that way. Please cross everything for us.
At this rate I am going to have to start a Go Fund Me page just to fund our holiday, ha ha ha ha. One of my friends – Eddie – said she would just hold a “Biggest Morning Tea” which would raise enough funds, ha ha ha … too funny! Perhaps we could just hold a “BIGGEST HAPPY HOUR” instead. How on earth am I going to be able to fund my Chardy habit if we have to pay $4,000 to fly out… that is just a dreadful waste of wine money!
So it is a real circus people, only there is no tent. We can’t make any solid plans because we just don’t know what will happen.
Georgie flew out yesterday, she was hanging back in hope that she might be able to get her car out but nope, she couldn’t. You see her Granny passed away on New Years Day so she HAD to get home. So can you even imagine… forget my holiday… #getgeorgieoutforgranny was far more important. Good old Granny, she obviously didn’t want to go out with the who’s who of 2016, nope, she wanted to start her own trend and waited until 2017, very classy Granny. I heard many stories about Granny and boy I would have loved to have met her, she sounded like an absolute legend. She was 89 – can you even believe it and lived in her own home for most of those 89 years, what a champ.
The plane came out and collected Georgie yesterday, she flew to Brisbane yesterday where she had to overnight, then fly onto Sydney and Dubbo today…. yet another circus.
We also put all of our luggage on board to get it back into Mt Isa in case we all have to fly out on Wednesday, this way we won’t have as much weight on board.
WHAT A CIRCUS!!!!
Stay tuned for #operationgetchardsout and I will update you tomorrow on the road situation.
Meanwhile… we (as in the Chardy family) are the only people left on the station. I really can’t remember a time when it has ever just been us here, by ourselves. I could wear my nightie around all day long and no one would know! (unless the Google Earth satellite took a photo). Don’t worry I am actually dressed, it’s ok.
How has your weekend been?
Are you on holidays? Please tell me all about it so I can live vicariously through you!