The early game - Sculpture: Louis Laumen
The Australian rules foot-ball match played on August 7, 1858 must have been a scrappy affair.
There were 40 players a side from Scotch College and Melbourne Grammar School, a field a quarter of a mile long, and the rules of the game not yet written. The game was continued over two more days and finally ended in a 1-all draw. Continue reading
Only the most fanatical cricket followers are here. I'm one.
It was free to visit the ‘G’, so I took the opportunity. It was at the Melbourne Cricket Ground, the mighty MCG, then, now and forever Australia’s greatest sporting venue, that I became a sports tragic. The G has changed dramatically, but my feelings about it have not. Continue reading
Another Sydney Saturday, another game of cricket.
In Moore Park, with the light towers of the Sydney Cricket Ground behind them, dozens of flannelled fools are acting out the age old traditions of social cricket.
It’s been years since I rolled the arm over or strapped on the pads, and I never reached great heights in the sport (a 65-run innings in Melbourne’s South Suburban Churches, grade 1 matting comp, was the pinnacle of my achievement). But I do enjoy watching it from time to time. Continue reading
It's somewhere over there...
Shh – don’t tell the muggles! I found one! A geocache…right there, approximately where the website said it would be. All I had to do was to take my bike on a 40km ride, wheel it down a muddy track where nobody goes, apart from birdwatchers and mosquitoes , look around for a few minutes, reach my hand into a promising spot, brush away the red-back spider webs and there it was – my first geocache!
No, of course I’m not telling you where. You’ll have to find your own one. There are more than 1.2 million of them out there somewhere, as you can see if you look at the geocaching website. www.geocaching.com
All I can say is that using my GPS was not all that important. In fact, the co-ordinates on the website and the co-ordinates on my GPS gave readings at least 10 metres apart, leaving me a reasonably large area to search in. Having found it, I spent a minute or two running down the list of people who found it before. There were about thirty of them, the most recent one a month ago. I wanted to add my name to the list of jubilant finders, but I couldn’t. Next time I’ll take a pen with me.
We are loo-king for your ge-o-cache.
A few weeks ago, my friends found a geocache. It was hidden in a tree, in a forest near the buddhist monastery at Thyangbochhe, Nepal, nearly 4000metres above sea level, with Mt Everest in the background. It seemed an impossible task, but they found it anyway. I was there and I was most impressed.
But yesterday I failed to find the geocache reputed to lurk at plain old Petersham Oval, Sydney. What am I doing wrong? Somebody help me, please! I want to find a geocache!! Everybody else is finding geocaches – why can’t I??? Continue reading
Filed under Himalayas, Sport
So, I survived another Gong Ride. For those who may not be lucky enough to have spent time cycling Down Under, it’s the annual Sydney to Wollongong classic bike ride.
10,000 riders, nearly $4,000,000 raised for Multiple Sclerosis, 83.32km. I had the Garmin GPS on the job this year, so I now know that the course is a little shorter than the 90km advertised. This could be due to Continental Drift or some such phenomenon moving Wollongong closer to Sydney than it used to be, thereby squeezing the hills in between a little higher, like rumples in a tablecloth. Continue reading