Emma. The bicycle. Skippy. The kangaroo. Wallace. The wallaby. To which I’d now add Queenie. The tent. She’s free-standing – no need for pegs to hold her shape – and so can be pitched on concrete slabs or inside camp kitchens. In Queensland, during the wet season, the difference between a dry night’s rest and waking up in a swimming pool. A muddy one. Hence the name "Queenie". Inspired stuff.
Trapped! from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Trapped by heavy rains- even for the wet season – flooding the highway south, Ken debates whether to remain in his dry hostel room, or push on and sit it out in the tent….
Clue: Like the film "Titanic", you can probably guess how the story ends…
Cycling in Tropical Queensland. During the wet season. About once an hour. Stop. Bus shelters ideal. Off boots. Pour water out. Remove socks. Wring out. Replace. Pedal away.
They mean it. Wettest wet season in a decade. Mostly, it seems, on my head. Trust me on this one. Even if I’m not a doctor. Rocket scientist actually….
