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Australian Election Springs Oz East Coast See Sea

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. The Aussie men’s cricketers might have been sent back to Oz with their tails between their legs this summer, but at least they are returning to the Aussie spring, which is usually (usually is a big word in Greenygreyist thinking) a nice space time to be. There was also the little matter of a general election in Australia this week, marking another break between one time and another.

Werewolf of Oz East Coast Australia

Yes, regular readers will probably have guessed by now that it’s time for your second weekly episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

Australia 2009
Australia 2009 (Photo credit: stoofstraat)

They may not have guessed that, as many Aussies are probably now welcoming in a new spring, and wondering about a new political era, this episode is also a landmark on the travel quest quartet’s satirical sojourn across Oz.

Over 100 episodes have passed, but now the east coast comes into view, for the home straight of the marathon journey.

The episode starts with more badger funny,
before travelling east through some literary
nonsense poetry,
to see the sea;
which is nearly always a nice space time to be.

Chapter 103.  East Coast View Suggests Journey’s End Looms?

Once they’d finished their banjo-bagpipes duel, Angry greeted the badger and complimented it on its playing, before introducing us all. The badger said its name was Badge, and called its parents out from their sett. Badge introduced them as Brock and Brocc.

Staying Dry in Dampier 

Heubach badger
Heubach badger (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Brock said they’d been expecting us, after the badgers of the Badginarra National Park told them we were on our way. I thought that was a coincidence, after we’d just benefited from a similar west-east communication between the pigeons of Coorow and Cooma.

The Badja badgers quickly arranged a clan meal, and the fine spread filled us up after the long hike. When we told them of our difficulty during the day they offered us a badger barge they had, and said it would deliver us through the forest.

We were overjoyed at this, and Angry gave them his bagpipes in return. Bakers’ dozens of badgers emerged to see us off, badgering and barging one another to be on the best balcony.

Barging Through Dampier 

Cover of "Deliverance (Deluxe Edition)"
Cover of Deliverance (Deluxe Edition)

We had a wonderful time barging through Dampier. It was thankfully nothing like the experience those poor people had in the film Deliverance, which I’d half suspected we might suffer after the duelling instruments reminded me of the film.

The river returned us to the dust sandy path, and a long uphill trek.

From a treetop
in a rest stop
outside Nerrigundah,
Elle had a gander,
her observation she did ponder
if it was the east coast yonder.
I was inspired by the tree scenery
to write this observation poetry;
was it the beginning of the end
the east to north Ozyssey bend.

Australia 2009
Australia 2009 (Photo credit: stoofstraat)

We all rushed up the tree for a gander, and were happy to unanimously confirm Elle’s discovery. I could see the east coast; all this time after starting off in the south-west. Nostalgia and optimism coursed through my veins, fused in my heart, and surged upwards to mind.

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Notes

Dampier and Nerrigundah are real places.

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Werewolf of Oz latest Episode not Real Time

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Hi, it’s Green.  Great news, we’ve received Grey’s Werewolf of Oz blog clearly into the Greenygrey world for the first time since the Grand Council coup attempt, and have copied it below for quick reading.

Some people have asked why we can’t produce real time Greenygrey news, but we aren’t even real, so how can we create real time news!?

Here’s the blog, which had the title:

Goodbye Coo Pigeons, Hello Banjo Badgers

The pigeon mothers of Cooma put on a fine feast for us, and we thanked them with full contented stomachs that rumbled no more.  They said it was the least they could do, after we’d showed their Coorow relatives the utmost respect.

Tara to Cooma

They put us up in some lofts they’d converted for our visit; there was even a longer one for Elle, and a smaller one for Angry.

In the morning they cooked us up some pigeon porridge, which they call pigidge.  It was made with goat’s milk, and was oat so delicious.

But then it came time to say goodbye, and we left Cooma with a heavy heart and stomach.

We could hear them cooing their farewells until we entered deepest Badja State Forest, and the chattering of badgers took over.

Banjo Badgers of Badja Forest

It was nice to walk through the thick forest at first, but then we reached the swamps, and it looked like it could get tricky.

We were looking for a clear route through when Angry said he thought he could  hear a banjo being played in the distance.

We thought he’d turned more crazy than angry for a minute, but then we could all hear it.

We followed the direction of the sound, and before long our lugs delivered us to a clearing, where we could see a badger picking at its banjo.  Angry pulled out his guitar and started playing along, and soon they were raising the canopy with their badger beats.

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