From the past:
“immediately got caught up in the Franklin River blockade as a boat operator, was arrested and spent the next 8 days in Risdon gaol as a result."
2004
Born in Hornsby, attended Waitara Primary.
Moved to West Pymble and attended Gordon West and then ABHS.
Applied to enter Air Force as Flight Traffic Controller, was accepted, but then decided it wasn’t my scene.
Entered Commonwealth Public Service as a clerk in PMG dept and lasted 3 years.
Became father of baby girl, Sharyn, when 19. The relationship didn’t survive.
Set off on aborted trip around Australia.
Returned to Sydney and worked for further 3 years.
Travelled overseas (Japan, USSR, Scandinavia, Europe) with Adriaan Loosjes for over 12 months.
Met Kathleen (Canadian) in Switzerland and formed a unit (as you do).
Returned with Kathleen to Sydney, and travelled to Cairns, and then Darwin, working in odd (and I mean ODD) places on the way.
Left Darwin 2 weeks before Tracy rolled in (Xmas 1974) en route to Canberra where we spent a year, and then to Tasmania where we bought 100 acres near Liffey Falls (at 850 metres altitude).
Built a lovely little cabin and met and socialised with all the local crazies (and had one hell of a time).
Moved back up to Gympie, Qld, got married, and migrated to Canada with Kathleen 3 months pregnant.
Our son, Jarrah, was born in Hamilton, Ontario,1978.
Worked in Ancaster, Ontario for 12 months, and left at the time of the 3 Mile Island affair (does anyone remember that?).
Moved to Vancouver and spent 12 months working there.
Returned to Tasmania and immediately got caught up in the Gordon River dam episode.
Was arrested and spent the next 8 days in Risdon gaol as a result.
Kathleen and I separated shortly afterwards, and she and Jarrah returned to a little fishing port in the north of Vancouver Island.
Various relationships later, I met my present partner of 16 years, Jude, a sandgroper, 15 years my junior.
We spent time in Hobart, Newcastle and Perth (where we were both students for 2 years), then returned to Hobart via the Kimberleys, Darwin, the Gulf and all stops down the east coast on a 4WD holiday.
5 years ago we had a son, Ronan. He is now attending Snug (isn’t that a great name?) primary school, and I find myself thinking how much better the school environment has become.
I became reunited with my daughter, Sharyn, now 35, several years ago, and have formed a lovely relationship with her.
Jude and I and Ronan now live on 1 acre of land in Kettering overlooking the beautiful D’Entrecasteaux Channel south of Hobart.
Randall Jones when camping at Wilsons Promentory, circa 1990
Michael Ipkendanz (spelling?) when sailing on the Swan River in Perth, circa 2000.
Naval architecture in Newcastle, where (despite maths teacher Ellis Reynolds’ prognostications) I topped the class in maths and mechanics.
Cartography in Perth.
I won’t bore you with all the details. Suffice it to say that in my illustrious career, I’ve had no fewer than 40 jobs, including
clerk,
truck driver,
public servant,
timekeeper,
grounds keeper (including snow plough operator),
whatever you would call it when you use a sled to pick up hotel guests from the rail terminus,
boat operator,
boat maintenance,
bus driver,
telegram deliverer,
pool table recoverer,
coin machine technician,
caretaker,
security officer,
landscape gardener,
tractor driver,
furniture removalist,
builder, and lately,
cartographer.
2016
I have been working in Dept of Primary Industries, Parks, Water and Environment (formerly Lands Dept) for 20 plus years now, which amazes me, but I am still enjoying my work in spatial data, and
in particular, doing the spatial analysis on road centreline data which finds its way into our car navigation systems, well, the Tasmanian component of it anyway. I feel like a kid in a sandpit, but I suspect a retirement date isn't too far away.Jude and I live on 1 acre in Kettering south of Hobart, are keen gardeners and sailors and have a 34' cruising yacht down in the bay (Little Oyster Cove). We love nothing better than getting out on the beautiful D'Entrecasteaux Channel at any time of the year. For those of you who aren't familiar with it, it is the 60 km protected waterway between Bruny Island and mainland Tassie. The Huon River empties into the Channel about halfway down its length. I have sailed the entire east coast to Cairns, but wouldn't swap what we have here!Looking forward to doing yet another mainland trip in the Nissan Pathfinder we just acquired, but that will have to wait til we have completed a circumnavigation of the island state, hopefully next year. Life just keeps rolling on!
2021
Life does keep rolling on, but it does throw in the odd challenge occasionally. My latest one being that about 12 months ago I was diagnosed with ANCA vasculitis (which affects only 5 people in a million) which, in a matter of weeks, took out my kidneys. With them out of action, my poor old ticker got overloaded with the fluid buidup and promptly failed. Luckily, I was in hospital at the time, and just as luckily I had managed to push the emergency button before I collapsed on the floor, otherwise I wouldn't be writing this now!
A number of options were on the table, but the best one of all presented itself when my sister Jann said 'hey, I only need one!' So began a 6 month journey for the both of us, working through all the countless medical hoops to get the go ahead for a live donor transplant.
So, on September 14, Jann and I waved to each other as we both were rolled away to our respective operating theatres for the big operations. In my mind's eye, I can see two surgical teams separated by a petition, with the kidney being handballed over the top! The nurses assured me that the protocols do not allow for that kind of behaviour, which disappointed me a little!!
Jann and I are both recovering well. She is back bowling with her club and has since taken on the Secretary role, and I have been out on the boat and even managed to get the heavy mainsail up by myself...! What more could one want from life.
We recently acquired a wee 9 month old Jack Russel, to accompany me on my daily walks, which are part of my recovery process. She is just crazy, and keeps us amused endlessly with her antics.
Life is good........