Making The Most Of Moogerah

 

It’s been a highly rewarding beginning of a year on so many levels. For one thing it has been the peak of summer instead of cold and dark winter. The pre-programmed hibernation/depression that every Dane is born with never kicked in this year. That’s nice. Although I must admit that a few times I’ve actually missed a bit of urban cave-dwelling around a wood-fired stove with the friends. Especially When Christmas rolled over I felt a bit of longing, but then again, it was hard to stay regretfull on the tropical beaches of Stradbroke Island with my best mate Anton.

Now where did that image go?

The only white about my Christmas was the crest on the waves and the froth on my beer (and the color of my ass compared to my suntanned back).

So where have I been exactly? Well, those of you who know me well will probably have a hard time picturing this, but I have been staying at an adventure sports camp by the scenic Lake Moogerah. Camp Moogerah is kind of like a permanent summer-camp where schools and other groups come to enjoy the great views and do kayaking, climbing, water-skiing, archery and much more.

Now where did that image go?

By now I know these mountain profiles like the back of my hand. Sure gonna miss ’em.

Nothing like a bit of natural scenery to dwarf your ego.

Nothing like a bit of natural scenery to dwarf your ego.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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