Prawns, oysters and cool, crisp dry white wine in the desert
This Monday evening's blog from the 'Tardis' via Dr Who (Russell) and his trusty inter-gallactic communicator (Satphone) was a rather disjointed affair with many dropouts, callbacks and garbling of voices that sounded like the Darleks were on line. However, here is the news...
The three Doctors Who and their compatriots have made it safety in to William Creek and the Tardis is presently set down on the lush green (not) main straight of the Mt William race course. Russell reports his swag is immediately adjacent to the winning post - and to the devil with any dingo looking for a pole to pee on in that desolate landscape.
It has by all accounts been another fun day of voyaging, replete with unwanted excitement, technical hitches, media madness, and up market dining. Let me tell you more.
The Doctors got away from the front of the grid nice and early this morning in order to set up the 'Tardis' police box and Darleks ahead of their fellow bashers. This proved their true worth as Doctor's Who, and they waylaid each passing Bash vehicle and passed out cans of Dr Tims, provided courtesy of Coopers Brewery. (Love their work). Naturally, this generosity was well received - not withstanding the clouds of bulldust that enveloped our troopers.
This morning's driver was Dr Who (Dallas) and hooray for his steady hand, cool nerve and quick response at the helm. (He had his fellow crew members hearts a-pumping, just like as if Billy Piper suddenly appeared in the Tardis).
This evening's Channel 10 segment didn't come through (maybe the same satellite problem that we experienced) so no news from Jane Rielly. Russ did mention however that Jane and the camera crew did an interview with the Doctors out in the middle of the bush/desert and it probably would make for fun viewing. Apparently Jane's knowledge of Dr Who is next to zip, and she kept on referring to the Tardis as a phone box, and the Darleks as used vacuum cleaners. (Philistine). Anyways, even if we don't get to see it direct on TV, the video may become available later, and apparently a lot of the other bashers stopped to take photos. Stay tuned for updates to the blog after folks get back home.
The Bashers followed the dog fence for about 100k and Russ tells me they used the police siren most of the way which gave them a lot of fun. He said the Dr Who theme music has been playing all the way - on the advice of Peter Howle (strategist). (Russ has resigned to having it ringing in his head for the next three months) Playing the theme continuously worked pretty well until the left speaker fell off the Tardis (exhaustion) and has been lost forever. They persisted with the right speaker into the evening until Peter came over and turned it off. When questioned he muttered something about an old bushie and the chances of sticking a 6 inch speaker into someones fundamental orifice. Hmmmm....
Oh, and BTW, apropos maintaining the theme - yes, Jims Mowing (two cars) continue to play their theme. By God, they must be just about bonkers by now. The Fairy Ladies are still in costume, as are most others, but by golly they are looking fairly ragged. The brides are still in bridal gowns - they do have change out units, but they get to look pretty ratty fairly quickly (and rather orangey/ochre).
This afternoon's helmsman in the Tardis was Dr Who (of course), i.e. Chris and he navigated the team onto a desert landscape where everyone enjoyed prawns, oysters, and cool crisp wine at Anna Creek Station. I can bet that went down a treat.
While I don't have the details of this evenings repast and festivities, I can tell the boys are still in the groove and enjoying themselves immensely. The bash car is still holding together and despite swimming in bulldust at times, they're all comfortable, well, and send their love and greetings.
In closing, Russ reported a cool, still, clear and wonderous evening under the stars with the party going full belt and the beat of the bass rolling across the desert. Click, crackle..... hiss.... that's all folks
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