Indiana Twin and the Mountain of Doom
The animated version:
During a business trip to Onslow E.T. narrowly escapes the clutches of Lao Che, a notorious crime boss in the city. Narrowly avoiding disaster he manages to make his way back to the City of Disappointments (Perth – I will rant on this point another day). Having seen this sort of thing before, Mother Marj wisely leaves her boy to his own devices and boots him out of the house. Not to be outdone he enlists the support of Stacey and her young side-kick.
Having seen the film, they wisely avoid using aircraft or inflatable boats, opting instead for the assured safety, comfort and serenity of a GU. That said, Beachbums has sown a seed amongst the WPC community, it is believed that the sacred Sivalinga Rock may be in the vicinity. This rock is sacred and to date has not been seen by Beachbums. At this point a sensible E.T. would realize that he was being pursued by a crime boss – and therefore hide. But that would not make a good film, so instead he enlists the support of 7 willing WPC members to undertake a crusade in search of the Sivalinga Rock. Thank you to BigBaz, Budds and a visiting Wrangler, Walter Ego and UKIWI, 1BBQ and Runup, 2shortQQ.
Now for the funniest part of the whole day – they may have all conspired to meet early – thereby ensuring that I received the trip report – but the coffee machine at the Caltex service station in Byford was broken – so no hot beverages to reward them for their cunning plan!
At this point E.T. draws on his endless wisdom and has determined that the mooted Sivalinga stone may in actual fact be the Boyagin Rock (if I recall correctly, without my maps in front of me). That said, fearing assassins, E.T. determines to take the long route to the rock.
On the way we discover that Mola Ram has already claimed access to many of the rocks in the region. We all feel for BigBaz who concedes he was previously enslaved by the said high priest.
Breaking for morning tea we are pleased to report that E.T. did not succumb to the “Blood of Kali”, instead opting for a nice cup of tea; ever thoughtful he offered a jar of anti-bacterial cleanser to the group; we firmly believe that this talisman ensured our safe passage through the realm of Kali Ma.
We proceed in the form of a “mine cart chase” down the next section of bitumen, soon to find ourselves on a treacherous stretch of corrugated gravel. We place our faith in Budds, who at the front of the pack boldly supports 2 spare tires in the event that anything goes wrong. Wouldn’t you know it, the henchmen of Mola Ram have channeled the welds in the connecting joint to shear, and we lose the first of the tires. As fortune would have it – a tie-down strap comes in handy to secure this problem.
Having assumed we would be the only people on a quiet Sunday morning to have commenced on this farce, we were met by a large group of visitors at the base of the Boyagin Rock. At this point we decided, pheww to the 5 fabled Sankara stones, and sat down to a hearty and well deserved lunch. As local legend defines, anyone who climbs the Boyagin Rock will guarantee long-life. Curiously none of our team attempted this epic journey. We either have under-funded superannuation accounts, are really too lazy or a planning a secret return visit.
Having successfully conquered the rock (sorry Beachbums – we were all too lazy to walk to the rock and photograph it), we returned to our cars and made the epic journey home – as heroes having made random plot changes, discovered a rock (which already had a large group of visitors), but having had a great day out with family and friends.
The serious version:
A very big thank you to E.T. for organizing a super family day out in the bush. Absolutely magnificent scenery, a whole lot of good fun, superbly choreographed with trivia thrown in along the way, enjoyed by all.
The measure of success will be determined by the various exultations from the 2 year old in the back seat:
- More Big Mud,
- Walking in yellow daisy’s,
- Kicking the ball in the field,
- Bumpy, Bumpy,
- Pretty Pink Flowers,
All the way home there was a request for more of these factors – well done E.T., a family day that had the young ones screaming for more.
Having now installed my mapping software in the car……I managed to delete the trip before reading it on the PC…..why is my computer smarter than me? Which raises another question – who invented micro-SD cards? Having dropped mine in the car – do you have any idea how may places these things can hide?
This trip was a lovely 2WD drive through the countryside – wonderful picturesque scenery – from canola fields in bloom, to forest roads covered in wild flowers, to historical sights and a mystical rock.
With the kids in tow the trip ensured plenty of time for the young and energetic ones to run around freely. They had a great time, the most squeamish of partners (mine), survived the long-drop’s, and all had a fantastic time.
Unfortunately I don’t have photo’s – so rely on others to insert the pictures.
Notable mentions:
- Budds and his wheel carrier – 2 wheel attachments lost – I think my 6x4 trailer arrangement with tie-down straps at Wilbinga worked better! I see a warranty claim…..
- Walter Ego – yeah right, you were going to keep your car clean and those balloons on the front!,
Now as the Temple of Doom was in theory a prequel (another topic to define my serious problem with the concept of prequels), when will we see E.T. and the Raiders of the Lost xxxxx?
