It has been said that something as small as a butterfly's wings can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world - Chaos Theory

Monday, December 6, 2010

Weakend.

Finally -  a day where at 6pm I am comfortable exhausted enough to feel like going to bed at 9am will be successful.

Saturday sucked, Rory and I were going to head up to Lake Eacham and have a swim in the crater lake and then have dinner with Rorys Uncle up there.

Rory, being Rory managed to hit a pothole at the bottom of the Gillies Ranges doing about 100km.  Check tyres - no damage.  About 20min later and halfway up the winding Gillies the engine light comes on and the temperature gauge is redlining.

Crap.

Pull over, turn car off - can literally hear the water boiling in the Radiator.  Cracked Radiator?  Fuck.  Spend 40min sitting on the side of the road in the middle of the Rainforest with no reception.  Car cools down enough to empty any water we have into it.  Nothing is leaking.  Not a cracked Radiator?  Now what. 

This whole time every Tom, Dick, Harry and his Dog have driven past and NOBODY has even slowed down to ask if we need help.

Young couple drive past heading down the Gillies in a Rental Car.  A few min later they appear behind us on the side of the Road.  They give us all the water they have (on a 36 degree day) and ask if we need a lift out of the Ranges to get cellphone reception.  We decline as we were only about 3km from the top and from reception and more water.

Get talking a little - and lo and behold - they are two Kiwis from Auckland on holiday sussing out if to move to Cairns or not for a job.

Typical - at least 100 cars drove past us in that 40 min, all Australian (Cairns Locals more than likely) and two tourists in a Rental Car have the kindness to come and help us.  And to do this they needed to do a U-Turn on a dangerous and narrow foreign road.

Once again proof of the difference between Australians and Kiwis - reason #1244 why Australians Suck and reason #472936 why I am proud to be a New Zealander.

Thankfully Rorys Uncle is a Mechanic and we made it to him.  Turns out Rory slammed into that pothole so hard he managed to crack the brackets holding the Reserve Tank in and split the Tank.  A little Kiwi ingenuity and an H2GO bottle got us and the car home safe and sound, 1/2 a day on the phone got me a excellent condition replacement part for $44.

On an upside - got a callback for a job today - and they are sweet with me starting late January.

Oh, and 8 more sleep.

WIN!

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