This morning Susan left for a couple of weeks of holiday in France. The farm is now in backpacker hand, mostly in Ben’s who already spent more than five months here and is in charge of everything now. While it might sound like endless partying all day and night, it is not.
The three Frenchies are as boring as a white carpet. They hardly ever chat and if I wanted them to drink a beer I’d have to force it down their throats. Fortunately AJ is still around, he’s definitely the funniest plumber I ever met. He’s working all day though and only on the farm in the evenings.
During the day I mostly work alone as Sean left the farm a couple of days ago. I tried working with Victor, one of the Frenchies, but he is – in Susan’s words – a lazy little shit and has a strange animosity to using his brain. That makes working with him a major pain in the ass and I decided to do the work on my own.
We already had our first casualty. Just hours after Susan left we found one of the dogs to be suspiciously immobile. Heaps of flies and a disgusting smell confirmed our concerns that he’s a goner. Hope it’s not going on like that, otherwise the farm will be a cemetery within days. For now we put that dead dog in the freezer, gotta take him to the vet tomorrow for an autopsy.
Other parts of Australia are having way more severe trouble at the moment. Poor Queensland is about to be hit by what’s considered to be the strongest cyclone (category 5) in Aussie history. Not even a month after the devastating floods this is going to be much worse. The satellite images show a storm the size of Queensland.
The news predict winds as strong as 280 km/h and waves up to 12m high to hit the coast of North Queensland at 10pm. Residents are told to stay at home and prepare to be without energy, supplies and emergency services for up to twelve days.
Two days ago I talked to Andy and he told me that the supermarket shelves were empty and people were taping up the windows of their homes. I’m really glad I’m not in Cairns anymore, they already evacuated 30,000 people.
On Saturday AJ, Sean and me went for a little off-road action near the farm. AJ took his 4WD, Sean manned the quad and I gave AJs dirt bike a try. I never sat on one before and never drove a motorcycle off the road. Well I did once but that didn’t end well.
With our colourful group we headed down to the river where a crossing leads to the more remote parts of the farms land. I got the bike across the water but ended up with dripping wet boots.
The lightweight 250 cc bike behaves quite differently compared to my 600 cc street bike but in the end it’s still a motorcycle and after a bit of warming up I had a lot of fun driving around on the fields.
There is other forms of entertainment on the farm as well. One of them involves a cow and a crazy Swiss/Irish guy attempting to ride it. Have a look at Sean’s attempt at catching the cow.
He didn’t manage to get it but was still keen on riding it. Thus the next night when everybody was more than slightly intoxicated we headed out to the paddock to find that cow. We did find it and Sean tried hard to get on its back but that’s really difficult on a pitch black paddock.
Even though he’s still unsuccessful it was worth watching. Four drunken guys chasing a cow across a paddock sure is a hilarious sight.