The waters had now completely receded and Princess Leah was planning her next flame throwing exercise. It would need to be with the co-operation of the local natives as we'd need to make sure the native fauna still had enough habitat to survive and build up numbers to be sustainably harvested. It was all part of our natural resource management plan and we'd need some co-ordinated "patchwork" burning.
The vegetation would take off for the next month and we'd do some cool burns before it dried out and became dangerously dry over the winter and leading into the next summer. Last autumn we had to engage Mav and Goose to spray fire retardant over some major bushfires as we fought them from the ground with the locals.
The mosquito problem was worse than ever and I was busy distilling some Pyrethrin for use by us and the villagers. Brisbane City Council had agreed to buy a heap off us for use by the local villagers.
Lamb and Dukie had spent all day in town getting some new weapons from our black market sources. With the fires that we were about to light there would be loads of feral pigs that would come from the bush. If we lit the fires at the right time with the wind direction and us in the right place we could just take aim as the pigs came running from the flames.
Lamb had asked "Black Jack" to source some .308 calibre Remingtons for us. These had Winchester Optics rifle scopes and we were unlikley to miss. It was going to be fun as Lamb had agreed that she'd let us all join in the hunt this year. It was all in the name of feral animal control and environmental management so I had no problem with guns and violence.
Lamb arrived home and said "we got those pharkn Lamingtons for us Lukie." I couldn't work out why she'd have cakes with her but then I realised it was her English letting her down and she had meant the "Remingtons".
We all went down the back of the mud pile that was the jungle with long pants and shirts on to keep the mosquitos off and started some target practice. Lamb was helping us all with these new weapons.
"HolyPharkn feral pig" screamed Dukie as she let off the first shot. She didn't expect the kickback from the Remington and it fair knocked her over.
"Stand up and fight like a real woman" screamed Lamb. Lamb didn't suffer fools and had a wicked wog mouth on her.
Princess Leah helped Dukie up out of the mud and we continued with our training.
We had a few hours of training with the rifles. Lamb was adamant that she wouldn't let any of us go out to shoot if we couldn't get a charging boar or sow with a first shot. This would take a few weeks of practice.
Lamb had also stopped at some of the villages along the way and asked the natives to join us. It was cool as Slim had made his way after finishing the kayaking over at Camp Camp. He had his brothers "Pumpkin", "Purple" and "HD". I had no idea how they all got their names except for "HD".
HD was short for "HairDryer." HD spent all day doing his hair as it was so beautiful. Whenever we met he came up and said "Yo Lukie, brother, love your do". Apparently the Lukie Skywalker hair was something special as it stood up all by itself. HD was always trying to get my secret hair product recipe but it honestly just comes naturally. I think it was something to do with spending all day thinking crazy thoughts that made my hair want to get as far from my brain as it could.
The vegetation would take off for the next month and we'd do some cool burns before it dried out and became dangerously dry over the winter and leading into the next summer. Last autumn we had to engage Mav and Goose to spray fire retardant over some major bushfires as we fought them from the ground with the locals.
The mosquito problem was worse than ever and I was busy distilling some Pyrethrin for use by us and the villagers. Brisbane City Council had agreed to buy a heap off us for use by the local villagers.
Lamb and Dukie had spent all day in town getting some new weapons from our black market sources. With the fires that we were about to light there would be loads of feral pigs that would come from the bush. If we lit the fires at the right time with the wind direction and us in the right place we could just take aim as the pigs came running from the flames.
Lamb had asked "Black Jack" to source some .308 calibre Remingtons for us. These had Winchester Optics rifle scopes and we were unlikley to miss. It was going to be fun as Lamb had agreed that she'd let us all join in the hunt this year. It was all in the name of feral animal control and environmental management so I had no problem with guns and violence.
Lamb arrived home and said "we got those pharkn Lamingtons for us Lukie." I couldn't work out why she'd have cakes with her but then I realised it was her English letting her down and she had meant the "Remingtons".
We all went down the back of the mud pile that was the jungle with long pants and shirts on to keep the mosquitos off and started some target practice. Lamb was helping us all with these new weapons.
"HolyPharkn feral pig" screamed Dukie as she let off the first shot. She didn't expect the kickback from the Remington and it fair knocked her over.
"Stand up and fight like a real woman" screamed Lamb. Lamb didn't suffer fools and had a wicked wog mouth on her.
Princess Leah helped Dukie up out of the mud and we continued with our training.
We had a few hours of training with the rifles. Lamb was adamant that she wouldn't let any of us go out to shoot if we couldn't get a charging boar or sow with a first shot. This would take a few weeks of practice.
Lamb had also stopped at some of the villages along the way and asked the natives to join us. It was cool as Slim had made his way after finishing the kayaking over at Camp Camp. He had his brothers "Pumpkin", "Purple" and "HD". I had no idea how they all got their names except for "HD".
HD was short for "HairDryer." HD spent all day doing his hair as it was so beautiful. Whenever we met he came up and said "Yo Lukie, brother, love your do". Apparently the Lukie Skywalker hair was something special as it stood up all by itself. HD was always trying to get my secret hair product recipe but it honestly just comes naturally. I think it was something to do with spending all day thinking crazy thoughts that made my hair want to get as far from my brain as it could.
Apparently Pumpkin was given his name because he always won the pumpkin scone competition at the Ekka. Purple was always wearing purple as it was his favourite colour as they explained to us that day.
So us and the brothers stood out the back and fired off a couple of hundred rounds and rarely missed. Camilla and Honoruru were the standouts as they hit the targets we had set up every time.
We walked back inside and Princess grabbed the fishing gear. With the waters flowing so fast out to sea the Barramundi would be running and she wanted to catch us dinner. Princess and Dukie and the brothers took off in some of the dugouts down the Mighty River and said they'd be back. They took a few 4064 Squadron beers and said they'd be back with dinner.
I went back into the Labia and checked on the still. It was working a treat.
Camilla went back to working on the zoo animals.
Lamb started pulling apart the new rifles and cleaning them.
When Princess and Dukie and the brothers returned they had half the local village with them and a heap of "Barra".
We thought there is no time like the present and we all jumped into boats or dugouts and took off up the river to the high country. We had an hour left of darkness and we got the dry area.
We lit some big fires and got some smoke action happening. That kept the mossies away.
I had some saucepans boiling with water and rice.
Then Princess and the brothers put the Barramundi on whole to bake in the coals.
Dukie had made some gluten free bread the day before that we had grabbed before we left the Tree House.
Lamb had made some rocket, tomato and mozarella salad. Honororuru had grabbed some laksa paste, coconut milk, coriander, snow peas and made a sauce. WE had a feast.
We fed a whole village with a few fishes and a few loaves of bread. It was a night of biblical proportions.
The kids and the men from the village put on a Corroboree after dinner.
We fed a whole village with a few fishes and a few loaves of bread. It was a night of biblical proportions.
The kids and the men from the village put on a Corroboree after dinner.
I looked over and through the campfire light I could see Camilla crying. I walked over and gave her a hug.
"The 4064 Squadron is everything I have heard and more than I could have imagined Lukie. I love you all" she said.
I knew what she was thinking. There are some very simple things that you can experience in your life that are wonderful. If you start with a bit of respect for the people around you and traditional cultures and the land you are temporarily responsible for it can bring you great happiness.
We stayed out at camp that night and enjoyed each others company. The locals needed some medicines, a school and some assistance with business ventures. Honoruru and I would help with all of that. We needed help with some sustainable building projects and who better to ask than the natives? We all need one another.
Goodnight everyone,
Lukie
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"The 4064 Squadron is everything I have heard and more than I could have imagined Lukie. I love you all" she said.
I knew what she was thinking. There are some very simple things that you can experience in your life that are wonderful. If you start with a bit of respect for the people around you and traditional cultures and the land you are temporarily responsible for it can bring you great happiness.
We stayed out at camp that night and enjoyed each others company. The locals needed some medicines, a school and some assistance with business ventures. Honoruru and I would help with all of that. We needed help with some sustainable building projects and who better to ask than the natives? We all need one another.
Goodnight everyone,
Lukie
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