{"id":1293,"date":"2008-10-18T21:32:00","date_gmt":"2008-10-18T11:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wpblog\/?p=1293"},"modified":"2008-10-18T21:32:00","modified_gmt":"2008-10-18T11:32:00","slug":"bourke-trip-day-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/?p=1293","title":{"rendered":"Bourke Trip – Day 1"},"content":{"rendered":"
\nAfter many discussions, I finally was able to go on a flying holiday with Peter<\/a> and Billy<\/a>. Peter is a pilot in training. I drove up on Friday afternoon for a Saturday morning departure. The traffic on the F3 was not as bad as I had been lead to believe it may be.Prior to departure, Peter had to do his flight planning, which involved a curious mixture of internet connections, computers, printouts and slide rules.
\n\"planning\"<\/a>
\nWe headed off to Warnervale Airport<\/a>. While Peter checked the aircraft for flight worthiness and stow away bunyips, we watched a parade of about 5 aircraft doing their Saturday morning training. It was very busy and at one stage three aircraft tried to land at once. Though two aborted.
\n\"Warnervale<\/a>
\n\"Warnervale<\/a>\"Warnervale<\/a>\"Warnervale<\/a>\"Warnervale<\/a>\"Warnervale<\/a>\"Warnervale<\/a>
\nPeter is only allowed to fly when he can see the ground. Immediately over the airport was some low cloud. So we had to fly under this for a few km, before we cleared the cloud and had blue skies. We then had a fine and smooth run to our only fuel stop at Dubbo<\/a>. On the way we flew over the hunter valley and just north of Mudgee.
\n\"Flying<\/a>
\n\"Flying<\/a>\"Flying<\/a>\"Flying<\/a>\"Flying<\/a>\"Flying<\/a>\"Flying<\/a>
\nWhen we arrived at Dubbo there was no air traffic. We flew over the airport to learn the wind direction, from the wind sock, a delightfully old piece of technology in the high tech world of aircraft, and had to wait as a commercial flight departed the airport.
\n\"Dubbo\"<\/a>
\n\"Dubbo\"<\/a>\"Dubbo\"<\/a>\"Dubbo\"<\/a>\"Dubbo\"<\/a>\"Dubbo\"<\/a>\"Dubbo\"<\/a>
\nOn our way again we headed out along the very straight roads leading north west from Dubbo to Bourke<\/a>. As is typical with my visits to the outback, there had been quite a lot of rain in the weeks before I arrived and the outback was at its usual green and muddy self. Luckily, Billy had the foresight to bring some in-flight munchies and drinks.
\n\"Flight<\/a>
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Flight<\/a>\"Flight<\/a>\"Flight<\/a>\"Flight<\/a>\"Flight<\/a>
\nArriving at Bourke airport, we again purchased some fuel and Peter and Billy tied the aircraft down for the evening. The unattended airport terminal was quite a pleasant place, to wait.
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>
\nAt the airport we were met by the town entrepreneur, a man who could have walked straight out of Crocodile Dundee. He brought us the hire car. After a quick trip to the tourist information centre, to complete the paper work we were free in the town with our car. We had just about missed lunch time (2PM) and made a mad dash to the pub to order our meal with only minutes to spare as the cafe we wanted to use had already closed.
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>
\nWe then did the tourist sights of Bourke. Starting with the cemetery, then the shuttered streets, and finally the bridge over the darling river.
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>\"Bourke\"<\/a>
\nOur motel had a strange purple glow…
\n\"Bourke\"<\/a>\n<\/div>\n

:: deepwater<\/span>
\nsent nothing to nine. instead d.turnbull@nine.com.au and<\/span>
\n sydmh and ombudsman. crikey and legal@youraabc.com.au<\/span>
\nA few months ago I wrote to the herald B4 Mark Standen<\/span>
\n arrest saying one of the peeps intruding in my home, name<\/span>
\n was Bradley. At the time I thought must be his first name.<\/span>
\n It was after Mark Standen arrest I heard Phillip Bradley<\/span>
\n was Marks S boss. Somebody in a position like Mark would be<\/span>
\n cpable of diverting Julia Gillards fax to the other no. at<\/span>
\n Parliament house.Prior to all this I didnt know who had<\/span>
\n been in my house. I think what may have happened is when<\/span>
\n they have knocked me out my subconcious has heard them<\/span>
\n talking among themselves. I dont think P Bradley has<\/span>
\n actually been in my home himself but the actual intruder<\/span>
\n may be named Steven.<\/span>
\n I did not even know about the crime commision at the time.<\/span>
\n Why should I”? I had no interest as I am not a criminal nor<\/span>
\n have I ever been. things have only become clearer in the<\/span>
\n last few months. Also they come with no forced entry, which<\/span>
\n the crime commision is licensed to do. Also I am fairly sure<\/span>
\n they have sent emails in my name because sometimes when I<\/span>
\n return to my computer it is on when I have turned it off.<\/span>
\n The woman who did the rape kit at royal North Shore name is<\/span>
\n Gene Edwards. The social worker present was Susi Kendall. I<\/span>
\n may have been assualted with an object. The lawyer rung by<\/span>
\n Malcolm Turnbulls office when I was “set up” for hospital<\/span>
\n is George McCarley 0421448748.<\/span>
\n The magaistrate present actually admonished the doctor as<\/span>
\n it was obvious I was telling the truth. I didnt mention the<\/span>
\n B word or what the matter was regarding to.<\/span>
\n Yesterday I went to the fed. police at Goulbourne Street<\/span>
\n and spoke to detectives to try again but got nowhere.<\/span>
\n Sometimes in this story when I have sent emails, they make<\/span>
\n no sense because I have been in such distress at the<\/span>
\n disbelief I have been treated with making it easy to do<\/span>
\n what ever they like at my home.<\/span>
\n dolly.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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